Reading

Yesterday my daughter called me when I was driving home from work--she couldn't wait to tell me that she just finished a book and she loved it--she bought it on Monday and couldn't put it down. She very excitedly told me how she came upon the book, and how I have to read it. As an English teacher, this makes me so happy--as a mother, I'm so proud of her--I love it when people discover how much pleasure reading is--and of course, I want my own children to discover it--well, I'm one for two--I had to pay my son to read! Maybe he'll enjoy it one day too. I'll be thrilled to death if I spend the rest of my life talking about books with my daughter.

There are a few new titles that I hope to get to soon--The Tender Bar, Harold Bloom's Shakespeare book, Joan Didion's memoir--she lost her husband and her daughter--gosh--now that the weather is turning colder, I'll have more time to read. I'm so glad I have a job that lets me read as much as I do.