It’s here. It’s here. It’s finally here! And we’ll be updating this post throughout the day (for the three of us). Thanks so much for stopping by. Hour Nineteen: Update, BIP Snack: There might be something sweet. Mixed with whiskey. This might mean things are winding up. More of a
It's possible that my favourite part of read-a-thon-ing lies in assembling the stacks. Perhaps not only possible. Perhaps probable. It's certain that my favourite part of assembling a stack of books lies in the dreaming. Last year I successfully completed a record amount of NOT reading on Dewey's autumn weekend.
Choosing a stack based on whimsy rather than duty urged me to binge on these books with enthusiasm. The afternoon heat was held at bay by good stories and an assortment of drinks (often rum with some sort of fruit juice, from tangerine to strawberry, lemon to cherry). And without
Sometimes a stack of reading goes stale. For no good reason. You know what I mean. Maybe you're just bored with the covers. Or you've been teasing the books along with a page here and there, when they needed some quality one-on-one time. That's where I was with my stack,
The Summer Lovin' Read-a-Thon was a tonne of fun. Really: a week of reading. How could that not be fun? But add in lots of enthusiasm, eager participants, and a good plan (they are one organized group!) and an event like this is even more fun. When I was thinking
