It's winter.
Last night, Rexburg experienced a little over a foot of snowfall, for the second time this year. And between it being February and having a slight cold, it's all I can do to resist hibernating. I'm either part-plant or part-bear, based on my responses to the weather.
Since I can't reasonably hibernate, I'm reading. I have the time to read this winter, unlike winters of the past. Two Februaries ago, I did a blog entry about "winter reads," and I think I'm going to call these books "February Books" from now on. I've been reading a lot of them lately.
I don't want to explore "brave new worlds" of literature in the winter. I'm finding I don't have the summer courage to make new literary friends. In February, one wants old familiar friends.
So far, I've reread Anne of the Island, Little Women, The Fault in Our Stars, A Wrinkle in Time, and most of the Little House on the Prairie series. I haven't read the latter in at least fifteen years, and
it's been fun to revisit. And boy, does that series help you deal with winter. It sort of romanticizes winter. And that's nice when you can't hibernate.
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The winter has been difficult for me, literarily speaking. I made a goal that I would not re-read any books in 2013, so my ability to hide in a world I already love has been limited. Luckily winter in Medford feels less like winter, so I have indulged in my inevitable spring writing itch early, which has proved exciting. I am realizing more and more that I am, in hope, a writer. It calms me, and that is saying quite a lot.
But do me a favor, would you? Read the ridiculous Nicolas Sparks book "A Walk to Remember" for me, will you? I know I will one day regret admitting to an affection for that book, but it has always felt simple and clean. It's not as heavy handed as his other books, and it's got just enough schmaltz--a perfect winter book.
Love you guys. And come meet our son, already.
Can we add Snow Falling on Cedars to this list? Yeah, I finished it.
I find that I read a ton of non-fiction in the winter. Like I miss seeing people at the park or something so I just want to read about them.
I'm convinced winter was invented solely so we could read books. My evidence is the "Little House on the Prairie" series. I haven't read them in years, either, but I remember getting the impression that back then, all you did in winter was feed the animals and try to keep yourself entertained till you could farm again... Which in my mind means quilts and cocoa and BOOKS. (And also means I need to go back in time to when people didn't have job-jobs and build a cabin somewhere in the wilderness... but one thing at a time.)
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I reread the Little House books this last fall! They are such a great slice of history. They make me feel industrious and safe from wolves.
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