Seventeen Essays, Eight Days, Two Books, and One Bookmark Later...

I am back from the brink of coughing up both lungs; I may have gone back to school too soon, but the excitement and joy (really!) my return caused in my students was the best kind of medicine. A student even presented me with this wonderful bookmark today. She told me it made her think of me and that she just HAD to buy it for me (how sweet). I'm not sure I agree with all the books on the list (is Wuthering Heights really something a person needs to read to have a fulfilled literary life? I'm not sure...), but you can't argue with the overall sentiment! And I love it when an item's packaging is almost as exciting as the item itself!

I am eager to post my review(s) of East of Eden, but I fear the poetry essays I have been grading have sapped quite a bit of my mental strength, at least as far as posting goes. I have 57 pages left in East of Eden, so I am not quite ready to review it, but I thought I would leave you with this little teaser, which is also, coincidentally, one of the best quotes I've encountered about reading in a long time:

Tom got into a book, crawled and groveled between the covers, tunneled like a mole among the thoughts, and came up with the book all over his face and hands.

What a way to read!