Our Reading Lives features stories about how books and reading have shaped who we are and how we live.
I read better and remember stories longer when my reading is accompanied by white noise — whether it's rain or ocean noises. But why?
Working at the library that was my safe haven has been satisfying in a way I’d never experienced. It went beyond satisfaction to healing.
Playing a Charlotte pastiche in a musical gave me a profound appreciation of Charlotte Lucas and Pride and Prejudice overall.
Borrowing cookbooks from the library has reinfused my baking life with joy — even if I don't end up using any of the recipes.
Many read the Choose Your Own Adventure novels as children, but even if you didn't, they hit a little differently when read by adults.
A zine collection is also a resource and a service. Mostly, though, it's a delight. It's so much fun. It's joyful. It's surprising.
Bedtime stories are common for young children, but we're missing out if we stop reading aloud when we grow up.
Growing up, I loved reading Sunday comic strips but was an adult before I read Calvin and Hobbes. The child I was didn't seem to care.
I can't deny that Latin American horror books hit very close to home. There is a certain kind of terror in the everyday terrors they depict.
One reader reflects on the books she's reread, wondering what made them so appealing in the first place.