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Tara Westover’s hair the color of field mice that bounced on her shoulders

Tara Westover’s hair the color of field mice that bounced on her shoulders

Or some such description that moved me so much I (1) can’t remember exactly and (2) don’t need to.

I just started Tara Westover’s Educated and, with the aid of jet lag, I picked it up again this morning at 5:30 AM.

I’ve been longing for “a good book to get into” lately and have found it.

Life, in my humble opinion, missed flavor when I’m not “sidetracked” in the story of a book.

Maybe it’s the writer in me.

Maybe.

She used the word “phantom” and it hit me that I would never use that word–but it was just right where she used it.

She describes scenes with words I wouldn’t even think of (or possibly barely understand) yet (1) I get it, (2) I love it, (3) I want more, and (4) I strive to reach those literary heights.

How can I accomplish that? Let’s see, Stephen King says:

  1. Write more.
  2. Read more.

I’ve been reading (I’m pretty much always reading), but it does matter what you read.

What are you reading?

Tara Westover's hair the color of field mice that bounced on her shoulders
Tara Westover’s hair the color of field mice that bounced on her shoulders. [Photo by Ryan Stone on Unsplash]

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