Why We Read:
Books are magic. They can take you anywhere you want to go. They take you to different times; they let you visit people who lived hundreds of years earlier; they let you imagine what it would be like to live hundreds of years later. You can be rich or you can be poor; you can experience anything through a book.
|(A friend posted this illustration on Facebook . If I can find the source, I will credit it.)|
In honor of World Book Day, at least World Book Day in the UK, I'm going to reintroduce an article I wrote last year about the joy and magic of books:
At one time we had hundreds of books, actually we had several thousand books. My first husband and I were both book collectors; our first date included a trip to a used book store with thousands of cheap books. My ex-husband built bookshelves everywhere... We had library stacks in the basement, library stacks in the extra rooms on the third floor; the closets that we didn't need for clothing or storage were turned into floor-to-ceiling book shelves.
But then life changed.....
The story continues here: