Nia’s hand caresses the cover of Webster’s Ninth New Collegiate Dictionary. The corners are fraying, yet the pages within, despite many Scrabble searches, are pristine. The tome is a graduation gift from 1986 — some things are worth holding onto.
Calliope whisper-reads to herself from Meditations from the Mat. “When nonviolence in speech, thought, and action is established, one’s aggressive nature is relinquished and others abandon hostility in one’s presence… Yoga Sutras.”
Thalia giggles as bubbles tickle her nose. She’s reading a scene from Eleanor Oliphant: is completely fine. “Eleanor is dancing for the first time! She calls it — jiggling-on-the-spot. Jigggggg-ell-ing on the spahhhhh-t? Perhaps I should pay her a visit? Show her — she can move about the floor!”
You don’t have to burn books to destroy a culture.
Just get people to stop reading them.
~ Ray Bradbury
The muses are curious!
What are you reading?
Oh, yes, books. I don't need drugs to have my mind altered.
Along with many other newsletters and blog posts, I'm reading Cemetery House by Lee Hall. It's a thrilling fiction book about creatures taking over a town while certain people learn how to fight and kill them.