The Occasional Joy of Reading

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I remember reading something (it was either "Nickel and Dimed" or a piece in Harper's) where the author was saying how, as a writer and reader working in a non-writing/reading job for the story, she was desperate for something to read... so much so that she just kept reading menus and can labels over and over again. I can definitely see that. I am reminded of that everytime I work for an entire day on the production end of (not creative in the least) writing, and then I come upon something that just enthralls me. This story was one of those moments. Oh, and Subscribed!