I also am guilty of limited attention when diving into a book. While I love reading on the bus, I often go a stop too far... it’s worth it bc I may be late, but at least I can keep reading a little longer.
I think the first book I remember getting lost in was Indian in the Cupboard by Lynne Reid Banks, maybe also around 7. So much of my youth was spent actually at Hogwarts. And the most recent total transport in memory goes out to Project Hail Mary by Andy Weir. None of these are my favorite (tie between Siddhartha or Things Fall Apart, which both definitely take me out of my life). But I love books.
Thanks for your post Barb! I am looking forward to reading more.
I, too, love reading. Isn’t it so much richer to discuss the books we read with others? I agree with you there! And book people are my people. I can’t imagine life without books. Thanks for creating this!
I remember reading Hans Brinker as a second grader. I carried the book around the playground, reading, as I was afraid that I couldn't finish it before it was due at the library and I wouldn't be allowed to check it out again.
Hmmm. Maybe it's around seven when we make the leap from reading words to feeling them.
From there, the whole world is ours.
I also am guilty of limited attention when diving into a book. While I love reading on the bus, I often go a stop too far... it’s worth it bc I may be late, but at least I can keep reading a little longer.
I think the first book I remember getting lost in was Indian in the Cupboard by Lynne Reid Banks, maybe also around 7. So much of my youth was spent actually at Hogwarts. And the most recent total transport in memory goes out to Project Hail Mary by Andy Weir. None of these are my favorite (tie between Siddhartha or Things Fall Apart, which both definitely take me out of my life). But I love books.
Thanks for your post Barb! I am looking forward to reading more.
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I, too, love reading. Isn’t it so much richer to discuss the books we read with others? I agree with you there! And book people are my people. I can’t imagine life without books. Thanks for creating this!
I remember reading Hans Brinker as a second grader. I carried the book around the playground, reading, as I was afraid that I couldn't finish it before it was due at the library and I wouldn't be allowed to check it out again.
I loved Hans Brinker, too. I love thinking of little you on the playground, reading.
I love remembering with you!
Looking forward to being with you on this journey.
Rita Dragonette