Now, as I watch some news, once again, i see the power of words. Words used a barbs to wound, words used carelessly to mock, words used that seem to acknowledge defeat. I am dismayed at the difference between the words itching in a perfect picture book or novel and the words some hurl in an effort to deflect attention. Is it any wonder that I seek refuge in books? Within the pages of a book, I experience that laughter, those tears, that pain. But I can emerge unscathed and maybe even changed from the story. Real life is a bit more problematic. More than ever before, we need books. We need words that comfort and console and challenge.
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Words, words, words
Now, as I watch some news, once again, i see the power of words. Words used a barbs to wound, words used carelessly to mock, words used that seem to acknowledge defeat. I am dismayed at the difference between the words itching in a perfect picture book or novel and the words some hurl in an effort to deflect attention. Is it any wonder that I seek refuge in books? Within the pages of a book, I experience that laughter, those tears, that pain. But I can emerge unscathed and maybe even changed from the story. Real life is a bit more problematic. More than ever before, we need books. We need words that comfort and console and challenge.
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some observations
I completed my self-quarantine today, 2 weeks after flying home from a visit with the great-granddaughter. As far as I know, I remain uninfected by…
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Self-Quarantine marches forward
I am now in the 11th day of self-quarantine. I suspect that there are many more days ahead as BH and I try our best NOT to become a statistic. While…
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a week in quarantine=many books read
As I said in the first post this week: when it is quiet here, it is time to read. While I have not quite cleared the stacks back in my work room, I…
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