I finished my dad's book.
And I wish I could highly reccomend it. I enjoyed it, but that's because I've learned to read through a lot of proofing goofs. Unlike with fiction, they don't distract from the plot, so that helps.
One weird thing is that since I grew up with my dad reading to us, I could hear his voice as I read his book. It only became really weird when I switched to reading something else.
I'm still coming along with "The Scarlet Letter." I haven't decided what I'll do for my new. I've got quite a few to choose from, so that's exciting. Especially because it hasn't happened in a while.
Oh, and I've decided a new hobby is going to the book section of the thrift stores and looking for vintage and antique books. I've picked up some pretty random ones, including 4 volumes of a 14-volume series about how to raise children. Based on what I could tell, it was published sometime in the late 1940's. I've now made it my goal to (a) remember the name of the series and (b) get all of them.
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I LOVE vintage books! I have a ton from garage sales, book sales, and thrift stores. I like to look for forgotten bookmarks and little handwritten notes in them :)
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