To Read, or Not to Read?
August brings guests. At least in this part of the world.
Most rooms in our house have bookshelves and/or books lying around. Except for the guest room.
Which, come to think of it, maybe should be exactly the place you leave books. Or at least reading material. Although visitors ostensibly come to VISIT, there may be times when they want to hole up in a room and read. Or there may be times when they're the only person awake and would pick up something to read.
Maybe not novels--unless the guests have real problems with insomnia. But something?
With that in mind, I left a couple of fresh issues of The New Yorker in the guest room.
I just had another thought. We could move a bookshelf into the guest room and THAT could be the one we stock with local and regional writing. Hmmm.
Not before our guests arrive, though.
Most rooms in our house have bookshelves and/or books lying around. Except for the guest room.
Which, come to think of it, maybe should be exactly the place you leave books. Or at least reading material. Although visitors ostensibly come to VISIT, there may be times when they want to hole up in a room and read. Or there may be times when they're the only person awake and would pick up something to read.
Maybe not novels--unless the guests have real problems with insomnia. But something?
With that in mind, I left a couple of fresh issues of The New Yorker in the guest room.
I just had another thought. We could move a bookshelf into the guest room and THAT could be the one we stock with local and regional writing. Hmmm.
Not before our guests arrive, though.