We went to the public library on Monday and while perusing the "recently returned" carts, out the corner of my eye, I spotted a black hardcover of the new (well, new to me) cult classic. I was surprised by my excitement, peering around the room as if some punk kid were going to mistake me for being much older than I am and pounce me for thinking I could just walk in and out of the place with such a lucky find. When I walked up to the check out the kind woman seemed to be excited for me as well. "Would you like me to put the next book in the series on hold for you?" she asked kindly. "I read the whole series in a week!" she went on to say. "Well , that would be great" I replied, and I quickly stashed mine and Lane's books deep in my bag. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face the whole ride home.
I tucked Lane into bed last night, poured myself a cup of green tea and dove in.
I stayed up well past midnight.
Feeling giddy and fourteen again.
Stopping briefly for a glass of coke and a slice of left over pizza.
I just love how books can take me into a completely new world. For a couple hundred pages I make new friends, travel across borders, develop book crushes and imagined heartbreaks. I learn new words and revel in the author's creative expression.
I made it halfway thru. I had to force myself to close the pages and climb into bed.
Have you read it? Have you read anything lately that I should be putting on hold at my local library?
Do share.
With Love- V.
