Tag Archives: Reading

Harold Bloom, on Reading

Came across this today while reading. It reminds me of why I read, why I’ve devoted my life to literature in one way or another. Enjoy! There is no single way to read well, though there is a prime reason … Continue reading

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Lamp-In-A-Box Wonderfulness

We are at the beach with my family this week, but I am thoroughly grumpy today, all thanks to a sprained ankle, which I’m calling the Great Hilton Head Ankle Sprain Disaster (or G.H.H.A.S.D). I swear, that curb came outta … Continue reading

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