I missed the last two weeks, for which I apologize. I got off on such a good start, then ran out of time one week and couldn’t think of anything the next.
While the movie adaptation left something to be desired, I loved the Caster Chronicles by Kami Garcia and Margaret Stohl. My personal favorite was the character of Marion, the town librarian and Keeper of the Caster library.
Mortals. I envy you. You think you can change things. Stop the universe. Undo what was done long before you came along. You are such beautiful creatures.
So you are a vampire.
“I most certainly am not.” He looked annoyed. “That’s such a common phrase, such a cliche, and so unflattering. I suppose you believe in werewolves and aliens too. I blame television.
~Ethan and Macon
Darkness can’t drive out darkness only light can do that, Hate can’t drive out hate only love can do that.
Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future. Just ask Ray Bradbury.
The library was home away from home to my mom, and my family. We had spent every Sunday afternoon there since I was a little boy, wandering around the stacks, pulling out every book with a picture of a pirate ship, a knight, a soldier, or an astronaut. My mom used to say, “This is my church, Ethan. This is how we keep the Sabbath holy in our family.