The Here and Now

It is my intention to share my view on books. Blogging is not something I have ever done before - although I have read a few in my time - so bear with me while I master the format. But I want to talk about books. I don't want to talk about being a Mommy, which I am. And I don't want to talk about being a lawyer and working for a major publishing company - albeit in a job unrelated to books - which I do. But apologies in advance if those things creep in. I want to talk about the written word, and about my life-long, abiding, here and now love of books, books, books. I read them in any way they are delivered. I read them like other people eat food.  And while the world decries the demise of the publishing industry, the media business and the printed word in general, I just don't quite understand it. The written word grows and grows in my mind - it is all just changing in the delivery. And for those of us that love the power of the story, it matters not how it is delivered. In a bit and byte download, on a PDF, on a piece of parchment or a cocktail napkin; I will read it and I will tell you about it. For the most part, I will cite the format in which I read the book, insomuch as it may or may not affect how much I liked it. But for the most part I am an omnivore, an agnostic of mediums. I have a Kindle; I subscribe to online newspaper and magazine services; I have a seriously unhealthy and financially damaging relationship with both Amazon.com and my local secondhand bookstore. The important thing is just to read, and read deeply, voraciously, with gusto and bravado. Read it all and drink it in, and by doing so, enjoy the human experience to the fullest. I hope you will join me.