If nothing else, Stephenie Meyer got me reading entire books again. Fiction, at that. Clawing my way back from teenager-vampire stories, I read Pride and Prejudice (and then promptly sat down and watched the movie until the wee hours of the morning), and now have been engrossed in Silas House novels. I want to get my hands on more Kentucky writing; in fact, I need to do that.
I want to see what is out there, learn more about place and voice. And of course, who would mind camping out with a stack of Wendell Berry to read?
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