To read, perchance to dream…
To read…a book in a bookstore or library or park or garden or street corner, waiting for the bus anywhere in the world, is to dream while living, while wide awake yet transported to another dimension.
Here live books which have transported me, which would make great travel companions for you (and there’s one which just makes sense for blog writers and might still be nice for a short trip). You may also find stories about specific and wondrous bookstores I have visited. There eventually will be libraries here, too. Parks. Gardens. Street corners. Anywhere a book may be found or one reading it, is fair game for this page of dreams…