My reading habits don’t change according to the season. For the most part, the types of books I read in June are the same ones I’d read in November. (There are exceptions. See this attempt at reading Wuthering Heights. If I had read that book in June, maybe I would’ve had the tenacity to finish it.) I […]
Read MoreSince November we’ve had days of dangerously cold windchill, weeks of steel-gray skies, and snow. Around here, that’s known as a mild winter. It’s all relative of course. Last year the cold and snow were so relentless that even the long-suffering evergreens began to die. They froze during the winter and spent the summer turning […]
Read MoreEvery January, I hear resolutions that go something like this: “This year I’m going to read 57 books!” or “I’m going to read a book a week!” I know people mean well. These enthusiastic proclamations, however, make me feel a little guilty. I’m a slow reader. It has nothing to do with reading ability and […]
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