I’ve contracted the above-named “illness” which really isn’t an illness at all. But it certainly does run in the family. My older sister, my mom, and my grandmother, all take pleasure in books, and take additional enjoyment and pride in collecting them. I would rather spend two hours in Barnes and Nobles than try on clothes at Khols, JC Penny’s, or Old Navy for hours. The prospect of new clothes is nice enough–but to come home with an armload of books from the library or store stands out as simply phenomenal. Right now, at present, we have more than twenty book-shelves in the entire house…and I love it–there’s no chance of ever dying from boredom. Of course, those who don’t take much to reading find the large quantity of books rather overwhelming–and perhaps intimidating. My sister puts up with stacks of tomes in our room, that I place there for reference and usage.
Some Books I’ve been reading:
The Story Girl, By L. M. Montgomery–I found this book very entertaining and especially interesting, since my sister and I just finished watching the Road to Avonlea series,mainly based on the characters in this book.
The Rose of Old St. Louis, By Mary Dillon–Written in 1904, a classic, set back in 1804, about a young man watches as one of the most famous purchases in history is made: The Louisiana Purchase. He meets a number of famed people, such as Lewis and Clark, President Thomas Jefferson, and well-known St. Louisianians. I find it a wonderful reference for when I write in this beloved genre and time period. Dillon’s archaic style, dialogue, description and characters richly enhance the story, and deepens my view of that renowned era.
Anne’s House Of Dreams, By L. M. Montgomery–the fifth book in Montgomery’s continuing saga about famed heroine Anne. I haven’t yet finished this book, but so far, I’m loving it, as I love all of this author’s works.