I’d never been outside of Canada. When I complained about this growing up in our suburban house outside of Toronto, my father would helpfully point out that he’d once driven us across the border at Niagara Falls and then done a U-turn and driven us right back, so technically speaking I had, in fact, left the country. I was unmoved. Literally as well as figuratively. Unlike every other person I knew in Ontario, my family had not gone to Florida for winter vacation. We had not done the drive down I-95 to visit grandparents or go to Disney World. We didn’t even make the trip to Buffalo to take advantage of the cheaper American prices at the mall outlets. The MacNicols stayed put. Travel was for other people…
Growing up, nearly everything existed for me only in books, which had the effect of making all travel seem automatically rife with adventure and exoticism, no matter the reality. When friends complained about the terrible monotony of being trapped during spring break in the back of their parents’ car en route to Myrtle Beach, it fell on uncomprehending ears. To me, the concrete American Interstate held the same unknowable mystique as Paris. Perhaps it was less than surprising then that I cleaved on to the Little House books by Laura Ingalls Wilder the way I did: not only was she also an adventurous young girl, she was a real person; I could find the places she’d gone to on a map and know she’d actually been there, and that because she’d done it, perhaps I could do it, too. Eventually I found my way to those dots in real life along with many others, always slightly astounded that I had managed to manifest my own childhood imagination.
~ Glynnis MacNicol, No One Tells You This: A Memoir (July 10, 2018)
Book Review: HuffPost – ‘No One Tells You This’: The Triumph Of Choosing A Single, Childfree Life At 40
A book after my own heart!
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books are magic.
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What you’ll remember is the dumb joy
of stumbling across a passage so perfect
it drums in your head
– Dorianne Laux, from “Books” in Smoke (BOA Editions Ltd., December 20, 2013)
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So very interesting read … want more!!
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If I cd eat books I would…. they are one big marvel in my life. I once started to list them and I’ve 2000+ …. still have some 150 to read before I bring them to an English charity shop next year.
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Wow. 2000+ That’s impressive.
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Frank Zappa: “So many books, so little time. ―”
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indeed – and such terrible eye sight!
One of my former dreams was ‘educating guide dogs for blinds’ – now I am firmly moving to the ‘Blinds applying for a guide dog’ section….
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Smiling.
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Cleaning up (a bit) and just pulled out this pre dial-up document I kept until now…..
quote:
Never save something for a special occasion. Every day is a special occasion.
Then:
Now I read more and clean less
I spend more time with my family, and less at work
I use my beautiful glasses every day and not only on ‘special occasions’
co-incidence? Maybe, but it was a good moment…. and now: papers go in the bin – lesson learned a long time ago. Hence the verocious reading
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Love this! Thanks for sharing Kiki.
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