My Moonlit Book Nook

When the house falls silent but for the ticking of the grandfather clock in the hall, down the staircase I creep to finish just one more chapter. Except, it’s never just one more of course. When I open the door to that new world (for what are books but doors to the imagination?) I find myself entranced by the story, so many stories…and so starts the first of what I hope will be many blogs about my passion: reading and books and all things bookish!