Ah stories can be magical, they can give pain relief, they can build landscapes in the mind. I spent a lot of time in hospital from the age of until around 11, then spent time in bed til around 14. The books my Nan brought me helped so much. I read most of the children’s library by 10 and Nan brought in fantasy, sci-fi and historical novels. I devoured everything. My childhood was dire and books offered escape. Thank you for reminding me where my love of reading came from. I still escape into books each night while knitting or crochet. Mostly on iPad now but occasionally an old favourite will be lifted down.
How lovely to have stories to accompany you in hard times ❤️ Thank you for sharing YOUR story. It’s a beautiful reminder of how books can bring us positive escape.
My bookclub discussed The Secret Book of Flora Lea last night, and so much of our discussion was about stories. What stories do we remember from our past, how are stories altered over time & space, what does it mean “to get lost” in a story? Stories bend and adapt, they warp, they comfort and they harm. But sometimes, as in the book, they give an ounce of hope, whimsy, and escape from the difficulties of daily life.
Ah stories can be magical, they can give pain relief, they can build landscapes in the mind. I spent a lot of time in hospital from the age of until around 11, then spent time in bed til around 14. The books my Nan brought me helped so much. I read most of the children’s library by 10 and Nan brought in fantasy, sci-fi and historical novels. I devoured everything. My childhood was dire and books offered escape. Thank you for reminding me where my love of reading came from. I still escape into books each night while knitting or crochet. Mostly on iPad now but occasionally an old favourite will be lifted down.
How lovely to have stories to accompany you in hard times ❤️ Thank you for sharing YOUR story. It’s a beautiful reminder of how books can bring us positive escape.
My bookclub discussed The Secret Book of Flora Lea last night, and so much of our discussion was about stories. What stories do we remember from our past, how are stories altered over time & space, what does it mean “to get lost” in a story? Stories bend and adapt, they warp, they comfort and they harm. But sometimes, as in the book, they give an ounce of hope, whimsy, and escape from the difficulties of daily life.
Sounds like a yummy discussion! I am not adding that book to my reading list.
*now adding!
It’s a fabulous book, I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!