Like many children who grew up in suburbia’s monotony, I found my local library a welcome escape. I relished checking out comically large stacks of well-worn hardcovers from authors such as Beverly Cleary and Alvin Schwartz. As I grew older, though, I tragically spent more time on social media and less flipping the pages of a novel.
In 2021, Covid-19 made it difficult to have much of a social life. So, as a lonely college student in search of new ways to fill my time, I purchased a Kindle. Ever since, I’ve consistently finished roughly one book a week.
