I have spent a lot of time reading and writing this month — which means I have spent a lot of time learning. Mostly about myself. Both activities have an unexpected and unsettling way of reaching deep inside, grabbing hold of your heart and soul — your fears and hopes alike — ripping them out … Continue reading Stories; A means for self-reflection
I sat there crossed-legged, hands folded neatly in my lap. My upper body was leaning forward slightly as if being pulled by some magnetic force. My breathing…..was I even breathing? I must have been. I couldn’t take the anticipation. What was going to happen? Could that tiny caterpillar really eat all of that food and … Continue reading Book clubs; A priceless membership
About ten pages into the book I was reading, my mind was already turning off and wandering. I found myself reading a page, then would set it aside to do more fun things – you know, like laundry, cleaning, going to the dentist. In retrospect, getting myself to read was like pulling teeth. For a … Continue reading When to put down a book
One of my favorite misquotes* is in the epigraph of Coraline by Neil Gaiman “Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten”. Regardless of the phrasing, the sentiment is what captures our attention and heart, for it reminds us … Continue reading Warnings and Hope; The Magic of Fairy Tales
Sure sex is cool but have you ever run your fingers along the spines of a book? Allowing the nerves in your fingertips to become tickled awake? Caressing the smooth curves of a hardcover, palpating every inch of the surface, anticipating what lies beneath as you fumble to take a peek inside? Gently flipping it … Continue reading Where the real magic happens: Bookstores and Libraries
“Alice started to her feet…[and] ran across the field after [the White Rabbit]…just in time to see it pop down a large rabbit-hole under the hedge. In another moment down went Alice after it, never once considering how in the world she was to get out again.” ~Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland Just call me … Continue reading Rabbit holes, reading and writing
