The Dog Pile

It was the Monday night before the Tuesday when our cleaners come, and I was once again contemplating the three tall piles of books on top of the bookshelves next to the bed. They are starting to lean precariously and pose a danger in the case of even a small earthquake. Really; I’m not exaggerating….

Jean who?

I read an insane amount. I shop for books like some women go after Manolo Blahniks, and enjoy the smell of a good bookstore as much as those women do the smell of leather. Books, magazines, blogs: to me the written word is a constant source of delight. When someone asks me what I do…