Auntie M is one of those people who want to hold a book in hand, hard cover, paperback, it doesn’t really matter.  And I get pretty annoyed with people who announce the book is dead and we will all be reading online only in the future.

That’s why I was so heartened to read Ann Patchett’s article in the weekend Wall Street Journal’s Culture page, The Triumph of the Readers.

The author of Bel Canto and the recent novel Run shares a details of a board meeting from her local Nashville Public Library Foundation.  Her library has noted a trend supported by a recent report from the National Endowment for the Arts: for the first time in 25 years, the number of people reading fiction is on the rise.

She goes on to say she’s not the least surprised, as when she travels around the country giving talks, the audiences are packed with readers hanging on her every word about the process an author goes through to produce a novel.  They want to talk about literature, they love literature, there is no death of literature.

Patchett adds that whenever she sees someone floundering in a bookstore, she helps them find a good book to read. And she is always giving out lists to others of books she’s read and enjoyed, to spread the wealth of what is out there and share a great find.  My kind of gal.

Phew! For a moment there I worried a Kindle was the only way I’d get to read in the future.


Today Doc ‘hopped’ around our bedroom twice and it’s only afternoon!  He’s sleeping better at night, and although the pain is still intense, there is a definite upward movement, after a long, long month.

And for those of you who worried, yes, I DID get to shave my legs this weekend!