To help me get back into blog-writing form, I put together a partial list of the books I’ve read while absent from these pages. If I ever stop reading, you’ll know there is something seriously wrong and you should call someone. Reading is the only occupation that can both anchor me in this world and, at the same time, send my limping brain soaring to worlds of my choosing-a sort of therapeutic waking dream. The one constant through my life’s most recent shenanigans (which include an interstate move, the loss of a nephew, and then the loss of my mother) has been books. It’s not immediately clear whether I’ve jumped into the rabbit hole or am finally poking my head out of it but time has passed and much has happened, some of it happy and a lot of it sad.
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