The Harry Potter Project…continued (Reading Update: July 3, 2020)

After knitting my way through Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone/und der Stein der Weisen (and winding up with a pair of fabulous blue socks), I happened to notice the English audiobook was two chapters longer than the German one. Couldn’t leave it unheard, now could I? It turned out to be another hour ofContinue reading “The Harry Potter Project…continued (Reading Update: July 3, 2020)”

Never-reads

There are some books I can’t read. Not because I don’t want to. Simply because I can’t. I realize this doesn’t make any sense. I have a world of words and my fingertips. Any book I want, I can hunt out, even if it takes me years. I’ll find it, from the Prose Eddas toContinue reading “Never-reads”

The Love of Books

If I think about it, my life is just a history of the books I’ve read. The Summer of the Lord of the Rings. The summer after that when I read Inkheart, The Thief Lord, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, and The Fog Diver all at once, drinking in every lastContinue reading “The Love of Books”

Libraries

My first My mom believed in books. So early memories I have are of a gigantic library with shelves taller than I was, pulling off the books I could reach and looking at the covers. And a room that seemed the size of a children’s amphitheater where story time happened. Sometimes I think in theContinue reading “Libraries”

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