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There is so much snow outside that I’ve actually lost my car.  I only knew it was there when I accidentally hit the panic button on my keys and my little horn came squeaking back to life from under a snow bank that is level with the parlor floor of our building.  This city is being buried alive.  Naturally, I’ve been spending a lot of time indoors, mostly on Pinterest.  Pinterest: For When Your Husband Is Watching Garbage on the SyFy Channel.  While pinning exciting lamps and  freestanding bathtubs, I came across this pin and it stopped me right in my pintracks:

Day-um.  That is downright depressing!  What aren’t people reading?!

I’ve always been a reader.  I loved getting lost in stories as a kid, and I learned just how intense words on a page could be when I read Where The Red Fern Grows at 11 years old and cried myself to sleep when Billy lost his dogs.  I’ve stayed up way too late many nights promising myself I’d turn off the lights “just after this next chapter” and I’ve actually been excited about trans-Atlantic flights when I know I’ve got a good book in my bag.  Right now, I’m in the middle of Truman Capote’s In Cold Blood.  Having recently driven across Kansas, the setting of the story, this book is really captivating my attention.  This is another one where I finally turn the lights out somewhere around 2am.

Here are some of my all-time favorite reads:

Columbine by David Cullen

To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

The Bookseller of Kabul by Asne Seierstad

Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris

The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver

This is the Story of a Happy Marriage by Ann Patchett

Reading Lolita in Tehran by Azar Nafisi

Life of Pi by Yann Martel

Marie Antoinette by Antonia Fraser

The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster

The Joy Luck Club by Amy Tan

The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Harry Potter series by JK Rowling

Big Little Lies by Liane Moriarty

Island of the Blue Dolphins by Scott O’Dell

The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith