bookshelfporn.com – Bookish Butch

Reading books, makes you better.

There are many ways,

that reading,

and books,

make you,

better.

They make you,

feel,

better,

they can provide,

escape,

laughter,

a balm,

on an aching heart.

They make you,

better,

smarter,

they are a means,

of knowledge acquisition,

about,

places,

history,

pracical things.

How to repair a bike,

how to cook a chicken,

how to give pleasure,

how to defend yourself,

how to boot your immune system,

how to polish your boots.

Books,

can compensate,

for the mentors,

you never had.

But,

mostly,

I think,

books,

make you a better,

person.

Learning about the world,

past and present,

‘seeing’ the world,

through the eyes of others,

be they real or fictional,

expands,

your emotional horizons,

takes you out of your,

‘normal’ world,

world view,

comfort zone,

puts,

you in contact,

with people very different,

from yourself,

all over the world,

throughout history,

and in galaxies,

far, far away.

Understanding,

compassion,

empathy,

and ultimately,

‘discovering’,

that people are,

more similar,

than different:-)

That’s how I see,

Have a great day:-)

Later girls,

* Post inspired by a picture on bookshelfporn.com*

Reading Is Sexy

I’ve always thought so.

I found this image on bookshelfporn.com,

I’ve mentioned them before,

a veritable cornucopia of book shots,

for the bookishly inclined.

Reading is sexy,

readers are sexy,

and writers are really sexy.

Although,

if you hung out in my bookstore some afternoons,

you could say readers are,

psycho or strange or socially retarded,

whatever,

Reading is sexy.

The act itself is sexy,

the intimate communication between two minds,

the writer’s and the reader’s,

the tactile aspect,

the feel of the book,

the smell of it,

the weight of it,

no doubt,

sexy.

The acquisition of knowledge,

exciting, enlightening and sexy.

Remember that teacher,

you know which one,

for me,

it was the smell of Opium by St-Laurent,

firm breasts in a tight sweater and,

the reading of Macbeth out loud.

Be still my heart.

Maybe for you it was a shop teacher,

a History professor.

makes no difference,

whatever floats your boat,

fact is,

it stems from reading.

A librarian looks at you over her glasses,

a writer gazes at you,

with impossibly deep dark eyes.

Yeah, Baby!

You read?

The whole world is at your disposal, fingertips,

and that my friends is,

sexy,

in every sense of the word.

Later girls,

*** nothing like fluff, to start the year on the proper light note:-)***

Philosophy, Waters style

I have a cold and it was the full moon and I’m mucho hormonal.

Plus it’s been cold.

All in all, Not a great weekend.

On the plus side,

The Habs beat the Maple Leafs 2-0 on Saturday,

and the Alouettes are Grey Cup bound.

The Grey Cup,

in case anyone is interested,

is the Canadian equivalent of the Superbowl

and this year will be the 98 Th,

so not a new thing on our Canadian landscape.

I wanted to share with you all a quote I came across on Bookshelf Porn.

If any of you are not familiar with Bookshelf Porn,

you should be,