I am reveling in the fact that the last couple of days have been immersed in literary splendor. With everything digital popping up--- the latest app, the newest cell phone, the greatest gaming system--- it's easy for the wonderful world of story-telling (which has been around since man first mastered the simple sentence) to be stepped over, passed over and ignored as something old and unappealing.
Yesterday was National Grammar Day, everyone was told to: March forth on March 4th to speak well, write well and help others do the same.
Last night was World Book Night, some thousands gathered in Trafalgar Square, London to celebrate and share in readings of Literature.
Today is World Book Day, a day where thousands of books are given away to a literary-hungry world, hoping to promote reading and a love of the written word.
We celebrated Dr. Seuss' birthday several days ago, an author that has started many young readers on the path to love and revel in the written word themselves.
And, amazingly, a translation of Virgil's Aeneid, by C.S. Lewis-- that was thought lost to a 1964 bonfire-- has been uncovered and will soon be releasing to the public.
Annnnd, we heard two days ago that a second posthumously released title from Shel Silverstein, Every Thing On It, will be out later this year....
I'm sure I've missed something, but it is very clear from the first 5 days of this month that the literary world is most definitely NOT dead.... and there aren't enough apps in the world to replace the wondrous imaginary world that stories can take us to....