This week's been pretty boring. Just the typical school, work, study, home. However, I did work a few extra hours, so I thought, no better way to reward myself then with a quick trip to The Strand. Now, I've always been an avid reader; ever since the first Harry Potter book came out, I've had a passion for the written word. I don't know why, but to me nothing beats spending an afternoon curled up in my bed with a worn paperback. I'm truly captivated by the idea that only 26 letters come together to create such tales, and that old book smell, nothing beats it! But, ever since I started working with the literary editor at Good Housekeeping, it seems like my yearning for a good story has increased two-fold. Day after day, I open advanced reader editions. Divided into stacks based on whether they're
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My selections may not seem cohesive, but I'm excited to read them all nonetheless. I know it's a Friday night, and I live in the most exciting city in the word. But all I want to do is spend an evening in with a cup of coffee and a good book.