tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-580978899269996730.post8399165287304222908..comments2024-03-28T09:15:00.031-04:00Comments on Scriblets: Life of a BookBleethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16886801464672049870noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-580978899269996730.post-88716500352353522922012-06-25T09:49:38.218-04:002012-06-25T09:49:38.218-04:00Nail on the head. Great post--of course I love rea...Nail on the head. Great post--of course I love reading books (or articles) about books as well as books themselves. I am a real book addict and thank the Higher Power when I discovered that drug and pray not to be cured of that malady. E-books are convenient, yes, and I even have some electronic copies of real books that I own, but replace totally the dusty tons of books I can hold in my hand? No way, ever.Raymondhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16539188502749432340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-580978899269996730.post-1805185742849011542012-06-25T00:37:38.706-04:002012-06-25T00:37:38.706-04:00It drives me insane to see pictures of bookshelves...It drives me insane to see pictures of bookshelves and not be able to read the titles. Many look familiar. Connolly, Pat Conroy. I have Beach Music on my shelf; someone told me I should read it, and Prince of Tides and The River is Wide were so good...<br />If my younger self were to be pressed in a book, it would definitely be Jane Eyre, the one that spirited me away from small-town New England and into the mysterious world.Marcia H.http://wwwareaderslife.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.com