The Girl Who Loved Reading So Much That She Died

Here was a girl who loved reading so much that she got a set of light up ice cubes for her ninth birthday and used them to illuminate the way as she read chapter books late at night. Here was a girl who loved reading so much that she stole a tiny little battery-operated ChineseContinue reading “The Girl Who Loved Reading So Much That She Died”

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Libraries Are Magical Too

I went to the library the other day. In fact, I went to a few different libraries trying to sign up for a card but repeatedly got denied the chance because “you don’t live in this county” and “here’s a brochure listing all Georgia library locations, I think it might help you.”  I finally found one andContinue reading “Libraries Are Magical Too”

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Second Time Around: A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

There’s rarely a time when I feel compelled to reread a book. The majority of fiction books that I have read in my recent years have been teen romance novels, as you would expect the stereotypical high school girl to read. Although I don’t often read for pleasure anymore, I try to make time during schoolContinue reading “Second Time Around: A Tree Grows in Brooklyn”

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The Daily Routine

She sits in a movie theatre and watches the main character die from the last row  from the left most seat a tragic death that seems to shake the entire audience except her. The movie ends and she descends the steps one by one impassive stoic her face is dry. She comes back and sits inContinue reading “The Daily Routine”

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A Book Grows on Me

Betty Smith is actually one of the most strikingly beautiful women I’ve ever seen.    Daily Prompt: What was your favorite book as a child? Did it influence the person you are now? So, I suppose that you could say that I’m still a child. Does 16 constitute being a child? Is being a teenager mutuallyContinue reading “A Book Grows on Me”

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Keep On Writing, Everyone

Some can pick up a microphone and demonstrate their natural talent for singing. Others can indicate their affinity for dance as a method of self-expression. Me? I can sit down for hours and write non-stop. It is 2:07 AM.

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