There is a gentle cadence to these darkest days of the year. I would like to linger here for a while. We tend to little projects around home, and take drives in the short afternoons. We set up a Christmas village in anticipation of grandchildren visiting. We wrap gifts and nibble shortbread cookies. I sit in

Thursday, October 4, 2018

We live in an age when skim reading seems to be the new normal, and so we’re in constant danger of skimming ourselves to death. Certainly some books ought to be skimmed. . . But if we aren’t careful, our ability to do deep reading will become a constant and losing struggle. Karen Swallow Prior Dark