I love reading because it is dangerous. The stories shake and dazzle me. The characters relentlessly inspire and change me. The information trips me and sets me flying, drifting, plummeting. The book. That doorway. I never could resist a doorway.
I am going to delete Anokaberry Annotated tomorrow. I'd do it right now but I want to give this notice so if any one has me on a favorites, Blogroll, RSS feed, or bookmarks you can let me go. Thanks for having me there by the way. This is post #967. You can find me at Buttonhole, if you want to keep in touch. Or Facebook. For now anyway. I've loved so many parts of this exercise: the discipline finding and booktalking the books, the illustrating of the posts, the sharing in the community of the Kidlitosphere. It has been exhilarating some of the time. The rest of the time I wondered about my sanity. The internet and all its applications is a tyrant. I am in my essence a monk on the path. It has been a joy to connect. Peace.