But here's the thing: I love stories. And no matter what else I'm reading, I am always yearning for a good story. Maybe those with the extensive and academic book lists aren't wired that way. But I most decidedly am. So I'm becoming accustomed to that in myself.
I've been busily copying into my journal portions from the book I'm reading, and I've decided to share some here.
From L.M. Montgomery's Jane of Lantern Hill:
Gay Street should be a gay street, thought Jane, with gay, friendly houses, set amid flowers, that cried out, "How do you do?" to you as you passed them, with trees that waved hands at you and windows that winked at you in the twilights.
"I love making jam," she said, when dad asked her why she bothered. Just to go into the pantry and look at shelf after shelf of ruby and amber jams and jellies gave her the deep satisfaction of a job well done.(Is it any wonder how much I love L.M. Montgomery?) I copied far more down than this tonight, but I'm just giving you a sampling. :)
Ella finished Jane of Lantern Hill last week and promptly declared that I ought to read it. (I'm not usually fond of reading a book twice, and this one I know I've read at least once before, but I agreed.) And now I'm pretty sure I'll be reading all of L.M. Montgomery's books all over again. I love them that much.
For those of you who appreciate L.M. Montgomery, what is your favorite title of hers? (My mom just finished The Blue Castle and thoroughly enjoyed it.) I think this one, below, will always be my favorite of hers, but I'll check back in when I've read through them all again and let you know....
|My well-worn, well-loved, much-read copy|