Blog: My Reading Life


by Carol Stanley
I can become drunk with language, besotted by the poetic sentence. Kate Braverman’s Palm Latitudes was a look through the bottom of a drained tequila glass, a vision infused with light, shadow and magic.  I drank in every word, and read an hallucination of a sundrenched Los Angeles. Her book, which was published in 1988,... (Read More...)


by Carol Stanley
When I was young, my mother told me that as a girl she had read all the Albert Payson Terhune dog stories.  She didn’t suggest that I read them, only made the comment in passing.  Being curious, I sought them out and became immediately charmed by his wonderful, courageous, exceedingly intelligent collies.  There were many,... (Read More...)


by Carol Stanley
My Name Is Carol and I’m a Bookaholic I guess you might say that there have been times when I have used books – reading – like drugs.  I have hidden in books, using them expertly to put off until “tomorrow, and tomorrow and tomorrow,” what must be done today.  I am a connoisseur of... (Read More...)


by Carol Stanley
Reading has been the single most sustaining passion of my life, and as with many it began early, complete with the proverbial flashlight under the covers. I remember that sometime around the age of five my mother called to me from her room and asked me to come try on some article of clothing she... (Read More...)