The pages hold an aroma only described by “old and stored away”. It’s not a bad smell by any means, actually it pulls me in. I want to learn more about this book. “Blizzard’s Wake” is the name, and it’s by Phyllis Reynolds Naylor. I knew this book once, and the story dances in the back of my mind. A faint memory that I can half retrieve. I would like to get acquainted with each word again.
Please don’t listen the negative hype, millennials’ do read. School makes sure of that. However, it’s pleasure reading that we lack. I broke that habit about a month ago with a copy of “Junior”, written by Macaulay Culkin (Actor from Home Alone). The pages flipped away, and I finished the story in one day. This was in part due to its fast paced nature and “fresh” writing style, but it was also because I hadn’t been hitched to a book in a long time.
I loved reading as a kid. It was almost better than TV or the computer for me. My current book of choice would be like a husband to me, always on my mind and in the best care. Although with that metaphor I’m either a polygamist or I’ve been divorced many times.
High school academics slowly pushed pleasure reading out of my life, and college classes gave it the semi-final boot. Pleasure reading and I never made a definite split though. We just took breaks. I did read before “Junior” came into my life. “Sunrise Over Fallujah”, by Walter Dean Meyers, was the first and only non-school related book I purchased while in community college. A bookstore was finally in the mall again, and I had to support them.
While I have two new books of my own, and anything my sister buys, I can’t always spend money. Ah, the problems of the young. Luckily my bookshelves still house some older books. Some are even from my middle school years. I had a few mature choices, so it’s not awful to go back to them. Most of the pages haven’t seen light for 5 or 6 years.
“Blizzard’s Wake” will be the first book to take part of the reopened pages event. Only books I choose to read are aloud. This event has no end date for now, because I don’t want to stop reading. Even when I finish the old books, I will hopefully have saved enough to invite more into my life. The library may also call my name, but I don’t always like temporary relationships. It’s back to the purchased books for now, with a smile on my face.
*I am in no way affiliated with the books mentioned or photographed. I do not own the books, and I do not represent the authors mentioned. No copyright infringement intended.