(not me, just someone who also loves summer reading, but probably does not nod off like i do)
“here is this delicious book and the whole day, both yours.”
the true pleasure or summer reading lies not so much in the novel itself, the writer hildegarde hawthorne explained in 1907, but the choice to devote oneself to it. summer reading as we now know it emerged in the u.s. in the. mid-1800s, buoyed by an emerging middle class and the birth of another cultural tradition: the summer vacation.
Art credit: Couch on the Porch, Cos Cob, Frederick Childe Hassam, 1914
thanks to artist david zinn, for his lovely sidewalk chalk ode to the library
the day has arrived at last
the library has reopened
after what seemed like such a long, long time
our community couldn’t be happier
it has been so greatly missed by so many.
‘Libraries: The medicine chest of the soul.’
—Library at Thebes, inscription over the door
“i believe in the magic of books.
i believe that during certain periods in our lives we are drawn to particular books-
whether it’s strolling down the aisles of a bookshop
with no idea whatsoever of what it is that we to want read
and suddenly finding the most perfect, most wonderfully suitable book staring us right in the face.
or a chance meeting with a stranger or friend
who recommends a book we would never ordinarily reach for.
books have the ability to find their own way into our lives. “
has this happened to you?
image credit: min heo
my colleague recently ordered a book online for her classroom
then added a second book
because it was such a deal at the great price of $2.50.
when her order arrived, she only saw one book
until upon further inspection
much to her surprise
sitting in the corner of the box
the $2.50 book
which was actually a miniature edition
while it was technically a book
it was perhaps better sized for the fairy world
though still a good deal
as we definitely had more than $2.50 worth of laughs.
“the best things in life are free – and $19.95”
how sweet to find this book
sitting outside on the window ledge of a downtown store
on a sunny saturday
just waiting for someone
to pick it up and take it home to read.
gratitude to the book fairies.
“books are companions, teachers, magicians, bankers of the treasures of the mind. books are humanity in print.”
-barbara w. tuchman
my class has recently become enamored with a giant box of dinos
they play with them every day
create wildly imaginative scenarios
ask questions about real dinos
reassure me that the ones in our room are not real
one day when playing, a child asked
“would they wear masks if they were alive now?”
another jumped up to say
“never, ever, ever, ever, try to put a mask on a t-rex!!!!”
and an instant class book was born
what a brilliant title
others jumped in to offer reasons why you shouldn’t try to mask one
brainstorming was in full swing
some became illustrators
it is a fascinating and funny work in progress.
dinos may have left the earth forever, but books will never die.
“stories are the common ground that allow people to connect, despite all our defenses and all our differences.”
what you might imagine it to be vs. what it might quite possibly be.
i recently listened to this book written and read by stephen king, and loved every minute of it-
a mix of his personal story and very straight shooting practical advice.
“It starts with this: put your desk in the corner, and every time you sit down there to write,
remind yourself why it isn’t in the middle of the room.
Life isn’t a support system for art. It’s the other way around.”
― Stephen King
Amazon book review summary: Short and snappy as it is, Stephen King’s On Writing really contains two books: a fondly sardonic autobiography and a tough-love lesson for aspiring novelists.
image credits: tom gauld, simon and schuster
reading, listening, drifting.
“you’re never too old, too wacky, too wild, to pick up a book and read to a child.”
credit: original oil painting by ColorChic, etsy
image credit: pictoral arts journal
that surprising and wonderful moment
when you discover
there is yet one more unread book
written by one of your favorite authors
hiding in plain sight
waiting for you to pick it up.
“books are for nothing but to inspire”