But put two librarians' heads together, and mountains move.

Because nobody but a reader ever became a writer.

This is how you hold onto your family. You hold them with open hands so they are free to find futures of their own. It's just that simple.

Only the nonreader fears books.

With the poetry of plain speaking, Shannon Hitchcock recreates the daily drama of a vanished world.

The years went by, and Mary Alice and I grew up, Slower than we wanted to, faster than we realized.

Writing is communication, not self-expression. Nobody in this world wants to read your diary except your mother.