Her home is the burrow of a bibliophile hobbit -- low-ceilinged, close-walled, and brimming over with books.

I feel a little whirl of dislocation -- the trademark sensation of the world being more closely knit together than you expected

Neel takes a sharp breath and I know exactly what it means. It means: I have waited my whole life to walk through a secret passage built into a bookshelf.

It turns out Dungeons & Dragons is much better on paper than it is in reality.

Are there sexual fetishes that involve books? There must be. I try not to imagine how they might work.

I loved The Chronicles of Narnia. I loved The Chronicles of Prydain. Basically, 'Chronicles of' - I was in!

When every single piece of media you consume is time-shifted, does that mean it's actually you that's time-shifted?