THE PASSION OF THE PAGE, THE HOOK OF THE BOOK
I worked 11 hours today and then I came home and baked a cake. I am officially too tired to think of anything to write. So I leave you with this, which is something someone else wrote but which I could have: “Explaining the moment of connection between a reader and a book to someone who’s never experienced it is like trying to describe sex to a virgin. A friend of mine says that when he meets a book he loves, he starts to shake involuntarily. For me, the feeling comes in a rush: I’m reading along and suddenly a...