Books, books, books! And time to write.
I don’t know if there is a God or Goddess of books and libraries, but there ought to be.
I walk into a library, and I glance around at all the shelves laden with books. There are books in colorful bindings. Books whose drab covers do not inspire me to pick them off the shelf. Books with intriguing titles that make me yearn to see what lies between the covers. There are books with all types of subject matter. Some interests me and some does not.
And yet. All of these books represent the time someone took to have and develop an idea. Whether fiction or non-fiction my hat is off to those authors.