today i have the day off, and i plan on spending it in numerous libraries, picking up books that i have on reserve. i have become obsessed with reading. there was one summer, where i was averaging five books a week. this was also the summer i worked in the children's library, doing their reading program, so there was opportunity and praise given when you sat down and read. that was a good summer.

i wish more parents got their children involved in reading. (here it comes - huge nerd alert!). i think it's so disappointing that none of my younger cousins are even romotely interested in books. growing up, timmy, greg and i were swamped with books. we still are. we still fan girl about good reading (timmy's current rave: bonk: the curious coupling of science and sex. greg's current rave: siddhartha). we are 32, 25 and 23, and shoot back emails like we're five years old, raving about good books, symbolism, what we should read next, and my favorite, our obsession with online catologs. we would read so much growing up, that we would have to sneak it with flashlights under our blankets because we didnt want to get caught. today's society isn't like that. it's all, books on tape, classic literature turned into awful movies, and books like "gossip girl" that truly, a thirteen year old should NOT be reading.

what happened to jane austen? jd salinger? vonnegut? louisa may alcott? fitzgerald? those were some of my best friends growing up, and today, kids dont even know who they are. such a shame. they are the warriors of writing.