A Book’s Beauty

It’s easy to forget—or perhaps never fully realize in the first place—just what a treasure we hold in our hands in the form of a book. In times not too far past, books were solely the possession of the wealthy. As recently as the publication dates of many of my...

Lilith

George Macdonald was the grandfather of us all. ~Madeleine L’Engle Ten pages into George MacDonald’s Lilith I was thoroughly entranced—there’s nothing like a memory-haunted library and a mysterious visitant and secret doors to get this girl to sit up and take...

84, Charing Cross Road

Quite candidly, I didn’t get the big idea. A slim volume with an address for a title. (Albeit a London, address, lending a smidge of credibility.) Nondescript, by an American lady I had never heard of. And yet, Mrs. Downs couldn’t keep it in the store. She was...

Dreamer of Dreams, Part One

I have been waiting to write this post for a long, long time. It was a deciding factor in the name I chose for this site. It’s been a steadily-brewing desire since the days I sat among the stacks and shelves of Katherine Downs’ shop and learned to love the...

The Rim of the Prairie

When a writer has a philosophy like Bess Streeter Aldrich’s, I know I’m in good company. And when Jodi said that The Rim of the Prairie was her favorite of Aldrich’s books, I knew that I was in for a treat. I want to begin this review by saying that one of the...