My love of words

and other things

Tag: bookshelf love

This has heart

But the heart it takes to share who you are, how much you’ve suffered only to be you, that’s something incredible.

Reader with a cause

Something can be pause for thought, a good hearty laugh, or a chance for learning and discovery.

Read harder or not at all

Sometimes, when life is busy or tough, knowing your comfort zone and residing there is good and, even more, necessary. Sometimes you need to push the reading envelope a little.

Who owns this book?

What’s still out there that you haven’t yet managed to read?

I REMEMBER

So, why am I angry? I’m angry for the way that we lost him. That we had to lose him at all. What I want to say here, falls apart. I stare at this paragraph and the screen blurs. It is futile and it is anger. It is loss.

The gap in my bookshelf

And now that the world has lost such a fine mind, a novelist, a scientist, a local, and a woman with a way with words, I can only stare numbly at the gap in my bookshelf.

Dear Mister Asimov – a memory

This is for you, Mister Asimov. This is my unwritten letter. With the warmest of affection and the greatest of admiration.

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