Because you need this book in your life, every single day.
You know, the one who's ALWAYS got a book (or five) on them and won't shut up about what they're reading.
You don’t think anyone saw, but you can never be too sure… oh well. Read on.
Papertowns and Looking for Alaska, by John Green, have both made me realize that I’m not the only one feeling lost in this world.
Some books begin softly, with the paddle of assurance, like slipping into a warm lake at the edge of dark. Other books do not begin that way. They begin un-calmly, with threats, warnings, rumors of distant war.
I realized that reading was actually toxic for me. I get so lost in this dream-like state that I refuse to be settled back in my own true world.
I have a confession to make, I am a bibliophile and I have come to the realization that I like books more than humans and here’s why.