Meta: Beauty, by Robin McKinley

Everyone who knows me even a little knows that I am a bibliophile. I’ve been reading since before I can remember, and to this day, I can honestly say that it is my favorite pastime. I can never *not* be reading something, and I’m generally reading more than one book at a time. If I do happen to be between books and I can’t seem to figure out what to read next, I inevitably get depressed until I can settle on something. I need books like I need air.

My deep love for books has lead me to read a *ton* over my nearly 27 years of life. Despite that, I’ve never had any trouble answering what ought to be an incredibly difficult question – What’s my favorite book? Ever since I read Beauty, by Robin McKinley, there has never been another answer.

( Love at first sight )

( How it changed me )

The rows of books tugged unrepentantly at the edges of my sight. I walked like one bewitched to the nearest shelf. "I didn't know there were so many books in the world," I said caressingly, and the Beast's answer was heard only in my ear and did not register in my brain: "Well, in fact, there aren't," he said..."This library is  - well -"  He paused. "Most of these books haven't been written yet...But don't worry, they will be."