It’s that time of year.
It’s the time of year when you can lie on the couch in front of a window, a fireplace, or the favorite place of your choosing and curl up with a book.
That wonderful time of year that snuggling under a throw with your favorite friend in the form of a book and venturing off into other lands, is accepted and permitted; with no consequences of guilt for doing so.
I never feel guilty about reading or writing. I remember a friend of mine, at one time telling me: that her Husband became jealous of her reading. You should never feel guilty about your love of literature, how admirable that you have chosen something that is so worthy of being adored.
Read on lovers of literature; for there are lands to be conquered, kingdoms to be ruled and damsels in distress to be rescued…