You give me credit nearly constantly, privately and publicly, for being the reason you read picture books now and I'm not gonna lie: it never gets old. It thrills me every time. It means the world to me. But mostly I am just so happy you've discovered this joy.
When I was at Carmichael's Books in Louisville last week I happened to come across This Is the Honey: An Anthology of Contemporary Black Poets edited by Kwame Alexander, and it's luminous. I've been trying to go slow with it, reading only a few poems a day, but that hasn't worked and I find myself wanting to read it all the time. Highly recommend.
I will keep giving you credit because IT BRINGS ME JOY! Also: Do you know how long I read your newsletter before I ever read a picture book? I read it because I love your voice and what you share about your life and the world, and I love the way you write about books. I read it every week and it was AT LEAST a year (I think more) before it ever occurred to me to start reading picture books.
There is a metaphor for something in here somewhere (the gifts of fallowness again?!) but more than that, it's a testament to your good work, and how what you put into the world is changing people in ways that sometimes they! don't even realize. So so grateful for you, Sarah. 💜
LAURA. Thank you so much. Reading and writing with you is the deepest gift. Thank you for seeing me. You and Nessa are an absolute dream. Thank you for sharing her with us. Not to brag, but I think our two newsletters are the only ones that get the dog to book ratio exactly right. Please keep writing poems about Nessa forever!!
We DO get the dog to book ratio right! It's a joy and an honor to read and goof out about dogs with you! I haven't read your newsletter from today yet because I'm saving it for when I have a little more time. Very excited to read another thing about basketball (about which I do not care) that I know I am going to love anyway.
What a delicious collection of colorful books and other yummy items. I can practically taste the page!
Aw, thank you! So glad you enjoyed.
You give me credit nearly constantly, privately and publicly, for being the reason you read picture books now and I'm not gonna lie: it never gets old. It thrills me every time. It means the world to me. But mostly I am just so happy you've discovered this joy.
When I was at Carmichael's Books in Louisville last week I happened to come across This Is the Honey: An Anthology of Contemporary Black Poets edited by Kwame Alexander, and it's luminous. I've been trying to go slow with it, reading only a few poems a day, but that hasn't worked and I find myself wanting to read it all the time. Highly recommend.
I will keep giving you credit because IT BRINGS ME JOY! Also: Do you know how long I read your newsletter before I ever read a picture book? I read it because I love your voice and what you share about your life and the world, and I love the way you write about books. I read it every week and it was AT LEAST a year (I think more) before it ever occurred to me to start reading picture books.
There is a metaphor for something in here somewhere (the gifts of fallowness again?!) but more than that, it's a testament to your good work, and how what you put into the world is changing people in ways that sometimes they! don't even realize. So so grateful for you, Sarah. 💜
Oh, and definitely adding that book to my list.
Well, I just LOVE that. I love that so much. And I am so grateful for you, too 🩷
LAURA. Thank you so much. Reading and writing with you is the deepest gift. Thank you for seeing me. You and Nessa are an absolute dream. Thank you for sharing her with us. Not to brag, but I think our two newsletters are the only ones that get the dog to book ratio exactly right. Please keep writing poems about Nessa forever!!
We DO get the dog to book ratio right! It's a joy and an honor to read and goof out about dogs with you! I haven't read your newsletter from today yet because I'm saving it for when I have a little more time. Very excited to read another thing about basketball (about which I do not care) that I know I am going to love anyway.