Another true story about reading

[kellyrfineman]

Since I appear to have spontaneously started a week-long series of true stories about reading, I figured I'd keep it going. Today's post is about the places I've been known to read.

These days, I read in what I expect are fairly common places:in bed

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[gracious_anne]

All the usual places you've listed I've done.
My copy of the Lord of the Rings dropped in the bath once. (My mom did that not me, I've learned my lesson since then).

The oddest place I've read a book is in the part of my dad's workshop where he stored some of the winter hay for the animals. I remember reading Terry Brook's novelization of Star Wars: Episode 1 and The Westing Game (loved it) over and over again up in the hay, with the cats. It was the only place I could read and be outside without getting eaten up by bugs or skin cancer.

[kellyrfineman]

In the hay with the cats sounds lovely. I'm terribly sorry to hear about your copy of LOTR. (It was my favorite novel when I was 12, and I've read it more than 2 dozen times - most of them as a teen, but I still read it every few years as an adult.)

[gracious_anne]

This is probably cliche beyond cliche, but LOTR changed the way I saw the world. And is a huge part of why I'm a writer.

Fortunately, I have other copies of it. (I don't have multiple copies of any other books come to think of it).

[kellyrfineman]

I am glad to hear I'm not the only one. Also? I need a much better LOTR icon.

[gracious_anne]

That is one awesome icon though. I need a LOTR icon, period.

[kellyrfineman]

I went off and found this one. There are a few livejournal communities devoted to LotR icons, and even more related to Middle Earth and LotR that will kick up something you might like.

[gracious_anne]

Oh, pretty! You always find lovely icons, Kelly.