Whenever I worry that someone will judge me for what I read; how long or short it is; if there’s dragons, castles, spaceships, prairie folk, a cheese wheel, or rock-hard abs on the cover; if I am reading an ereader instead of a #book; if I’m reading something YA or high-minded; if I make faces while I’m reading; if I am prodigious at reading but can’t summarize concisely to save my life—I stop and remind myself that there are millions of people who are fully capable of #reading, & choose not to.
@sarcasmsign two of them: The Big Cheese by Jory John (a book I read with my 6yo.) and The Book of Cheese by Liz Thorpe.