I’ve always loved to read. Good thing, too: I ended up majoring in English in college and later writing novels, so reading became both a passion and profession. But during the parenting-of-young-children years, most of my reading took place when I was dog-tired: bedtime stories with my kids (and sometimes nodding off mid-sentence, only to hear a small voice chirp, “Daddy, why are you saying funny words?”) or a few pages before falling asleep myself. More often than not, I’d wake up with a book sprawled across my face.
After I joined The Move Makers—and after many occasions of packing boxes and boxes of books—I realized it was time to cull my own unwieldy collection... Read the rest