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This year I read Perelandra during Holy Week. It wasn’t on purpose, I swear. I just happened to say “hm, I should read that again,” right about the same time as Palm Sunday. But as is the way with me and books, I saw something new this time. Oddly, it had less to […] Years ago, I created a classification system for the books I read. (Are you surprised?) It wasn’t anything formal, and the criteria was simple, and completely subjective. There were (and are) three kinds: books that stuck in my mind like mud, that left a kind of stain that had to be cleaned or […] |
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