Rachelle Rea Cobb 5 Minute Read Someone once asked me if I thought I read too much. Indignant but compassionate, I replied, “I don’t think that’s possible. Do you think you read too little?” We laughed. And I still laugh about that short interaction, though it took place during my teen years when I could (and did!) devour whole books in…
Caroline Rose Sanders 6 Minute Read “That is a good book it seems to me, which is opened with expectation and closed with profit.” (Louisa May Alcott) Did you ever sit on a phone book as a kid? Maybe you were too short to reach the table at grandma’s house and the latest, hefty edition of The Yellow Pages was commissioned as a…
Elisabeth Adams 7 Minute Read Why do I love reading love stories that really happened? Is it the part of me that enjoys real butter, homemade bread, chicken soup from scratch . . . or the fact that a little suffering creates a great big desire for authenticity? Most of all, I think it’s the fact that true stories show…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 5 Minute Read She comes up to me at church almost every Sunday, notebook in hand. “I have a new chapter for you to read!” I eagerly flip through the pages right then and there to discover what new sentences await in the story she’s penning. She’s half my age and reminds me of who I was in middle school:…
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