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Always be reading! Always be writing! This affirmation keeps my neuro circuits firing in my old age! It served me well at a young age too -- come to think of it -- that's when I fell in love with a book called Rabbit, and Skunk and Spooks. I must have been five or six, then. This was the first book I read all by myself -- a paperback from one of those Scholastic Book Club leaflets that teachers passed out in school. I read that Halloween story over and over.  I was proud of the sound of my voice reading aloud. My folks were proud too.  Learning to read was a milestone that leveled me up. 

 

It's never too late to learn to read. I remember my great grandmother calling me to sit next to her, where she proudly announced, "Nana has a surprise for you." She held the newspaper in her hand and lifted it like I had seen her do often when she would browse the paper looking at pictures. "Nana learned to read," she said. She was 78 years old and sure proud of herself. 

 

Reading not only levels us up, but also keeps stories alive. The saddest of days for books are when they sit dead on the shelf. They only take on meaning when someone reads them.

 

Anyhow, that's what I do here. I keep stories alive. I read them, write them, review them, recommend them. I blog too. I'm a bona fide book lover. If you like books and stories, I hope you stay a while. You just might find something to read that piques your interest. ​