Young and in Love with a Book

When I was younger, up to about age fifteen, I devoured books indiscriminately. It didn't matter what they were - as long as they were in reach, I'd pick them up for a quick nose and come to my senses about three hours later with the book finished, or when someone forcibly pried it off... Continue Reading →

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Hogwarts Houses as Writers

I wanted to do a post about which house makes the best writers, just for a bit of fun, but this proved impossible because 1) I'm undeniably biased towards Hufflepuff, the greatest house of all time and 2) anyone can be a good writer, no matter their personality (or Hogwarts house.) Instead, I thought I'd... Continue Reading →

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