Confessions of an Avid Reader

My childhood Books! (some of them)
(some of the) author’s childhood books
  • Poetry
  • Westerns

Back to the truck

[No, wait, I have one more side note for you. I find it quite hilarious that I have a book from 1967, when I was eight, entitled Too Much Noise. I am sound-sensitive. I sleep with a fan going at home and earplugs anytime I’m not in our abode. Loud noises hurt my ears and children squealing at that wretchedly high pitch of theirs equals inch-long nails on a chalkboard. Mom always said I was the worst sleeper — guess this mini tome backs that statement!]

Books remain like gold to me and I treasure them.

Right now I’m reading:

a favorite reading spot on a cooler afternoon

Then it comes time to go through bookcases.

Ah, what agony! What indecision! What pain!

Leave room for more! author pic

Then there are e-books.

I love my Kindle because I can get a book right NOW, and I can take a hundred books on vacation and not have to pay to check their own suitcase. I love highlighting a word to learn or confirm its meaning. I love that the Kindle app allows for creating collections. It was also a big help when you could start deleting books. That was an organizational purge I longed to make. There are, sadly, some truly bad books out there and although I’ll try reading almost anything, sometimes they have to go. Author of The Writer’s Travel Journal — for your adventures. Essayist of humor, grief, & family — they go together.

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