“To dream of afar, to chase a star, to believe in Captain Hook. To dance with bears and have no cares, this is the magic of a book.”
H.L. Stephens

I love my books. They take me to distant places and times, where I flirt with Kings, consort with Queens and fall in love with Scottish Highland warriors. I am lost in adventures in a beautiful countryside with rolling hills and lush greenery. I am in the upper level of the British Parliament listening as House of Lords argue the rights of Welsh miners. I am building a cathedral in the Middle Ages. I am in a dark alley with whores in 18th century London.

I work, take care of my family and home, and when the dust settles, I get completely lost in my books. Historic fiction is my mode of transportation. My ideal destination is Europe and the time that spans the 11th to 20th centuries. Ken Follett, Philippa Gregory, Diana Gabaldon, Hillary Mantel, William Shakespeare… so many books, so little time.
Sep 29, 2014
The Great Divide
When reading for fun, do you usually choose fiction or non-fiction? Do you have an idea why you prefer one over the other?

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