While getting ideas together for the next collage to work on...I 'm thinking of how much enjoyment old-fashioned authors have contributed to my reading pleasure over the years. I remember as a 10 year old, my Mum's copy of 'Girl of the Limberlost' and how I tried so hard to read it but my reading skills just weren't ready yet. Since that time I've read that book many times, and wept a tear or two over Elnora's brave struggles. What is astounding to me is that today we have authors ....(I'm thinking Christian authors here) that are just as talented a writer as Gene Stratton-Porter in thier own style. I used to read Grace Livingston Hill like crazy untill I almost could predict what the next page would say without reading it. We had a godly man in our church who had the character to stand up and give a testimony to the fact that he read Grace L.Hill as a teen-ager and credited those books with steering him in the right direction as a teen. What a blessing he was. Always sharing the gospel with the passing stranger and neighbor. He's gone on now, but just see how his life speaks yet. I wish I could be more like him. I just finished up the dishs, and have only 7 minutes before getting ready for church service. Hubby is taking a rest and here I am reminiscing about the love of good books. I wish I had time to get around to everybody's blog today, but I don't...hope to visit you tomorrow and don't you know, I just love to!