Slow Reads | Falling in love with the Library

I’m a bookworm.

A Fiction fan, obviously. I live most of my life in a daydream anyway, I’m partial to a little self help and cookery too. You wouldn’t know after reading my terrible spelling and grammar on this blog but I promise, I love to read. Audio, Hardback, Paperback, I don’t discriminate.

There’s really nothing better than getting lost in somebody else’s life for a while. Experiencing their joy, their pain, their adventures; whilst you’re holding those pages you’re not you for a while, and it’s a welcome break. That is until Nick shouts from the bottom of the stairs that Lucy’s left a little poo parcel on the wrong side of the back door. (Lucy is Nicks adorable little Jack Russel, adorable when she’s not squatting on the door step.)

I thought if I’m trying to live “Slow” i’d join my local library. Why buy books when you can share them with a community for free? It’s free to join and I get to keep these in my home for the next 3 weeks. I’ve borrowed a craft book, a cookery book and a novel. I can put them to good use whilst completing My Lazy List from my last post. I’ve also discovered that the Library runs a Knit and Natter group which has definitely piqued my interest.

That’s enough from me. I’ll let the beautiful words of Carl Sagan finish off this post.

“What an astonishing thing a book is. It’s a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you’re inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic.”
— [Cosmos, Part 11: The Persistence of Memory (1980)]”
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Witten with love

Old Mother Hubbard