Just a little deviation from the Psalms today...
Isn't it interesting that when God wanted to speak to the world, of course we remember He sent His Son, but the rest of the time, He put a pen in someone's hand. Perhaps literature is born there in the not - enough - books - to - contain, in a very loosely drawn out meaning. Of course, the best Book is the plum line for all I read. But in God's infinite creation, there is so much more that has sprung forth in what God has made.
I try to limit my reading to the free to $1.99 ebooks available on the daily specials offered by CBD. I still occasionally add to my ridiculously full library of books when I find books I can't resist at Goodwill or other thrift stores. Yet, when I get a taste of an author I like, I must confess, I go and search; and when I find more by said author, I bend my rules and purchase them even at a less than inexpensive manner. I have nearly given up all my other shopping except the bare necessity of buying groceries at Walmart. I primarily feed my hunger for books.
Alas, my husband indulges me with Sees candy and ebooks. My dog has accommodated me as well as being my blog buddy, my constant companion sitting by me as I read on my laptop.