Which is why I read a lot. I love experiencing the trail of words penned by someone leading you through a story.
I just finished The Tommyknockers by Stephen King. It was allright. Every time I read something by him, I think that he must be a very strange person in real life.
I also read The Disreputable History or Franki Landau-Banks by E. Lockhart. This book was wonderful. It's in the YA section, but some of my favorite books are in that category.
I like when books have sentences, paragraphs and chapters that make you feel like you are connected to the story, to the author, to the ideas. It's like someone saying to you , 'hey there, you're not alone in your thought about X, someone else has had this same conclusion.'
I'm not surprised I love learning languages given my adoration for words in general. So many ways to say things, and so many connotations to be learned. Language is beautiful. If only I was a master of it and able to make use of it so elegantly.
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