I'm always in the middle of half a dozen books. One of the ones I'm reading at the moment is The World Rushed In, which I picked up at a garage sale for a buck.
(Garage sales and library sales have ruined me for regular book-buying. If it costs more than a dollar, I can rarely bring myself to buy it.)
When I picked it up, I thought it was a basic historical account of the Gold Rush. It turns out to be a much more interesting thing: one man's Gold Rush diary, supplemented with excerpts from other Gold Rush diaries.
"Home is where one starts from."
-- T.S. Eliot
I've been wanting a place for my thoughts, reactions to the books I'm reading, and especially a place to record all those things that delight me.
Now, I have a place.