I love books. I mean I love books. But I don't
love libraries. Allow me to clarify. What I mean is
I'm not giddy-gushy about public libraries. Of course I utilize
them, however, the draw to spend hours, upon hours lost among the stacks
is greatly lacking. Personal libraries fuel me. To me, there is something
magical about knowing the books that have transported me to faraway places and
back, challenged my viewpoints, solidified my love of reading,
in addition to that one, okay, ones that I've been intending
to read for years rest within arm’s reach. Anytime I want to read
it's there waiting on me. The following blog post speaks to the
POWER of the written word. I just had to repost from Publisher's Weekly.
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| My shelves, bins, plus two big boxes of books |
