My Friends…

I have many old books for friends. They are soft, and worn, and smell of leather and the oils from my hands. When I slip into them, I become anyone, can go anyplace and they lift me up and hold me. In turn, I take care of their covers and pages, keeping them at rest…

Is Reading at the Beach Really Good for You?

Every other blog post I’ve been reading today is about summer reading lists and I’m feeling left out because I’ve never made a summer reading list. Well, the truth is I’ve never made a (to-read) reading list at all (okay, GoodReads lists don’t count in this way for me). I’ve always just picked up a…

2017 – Year of Reading Internationally

This year I made a goal of finding, learning about, and ultimately, reading stories set internationally. The only particular requirements are that the setting has to be outside of the United States and the book must be published in English. It can be written in English or translated from some other language, but since I…