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"The Old Testament is responsible for more atheism, agnosticism, disbelief — call it what you will — than any book ever written; it has emptied more churches than all the counterattractions of cinema, motor bicycle and golf course"
-A.A Milne (writer of Winnie The Pooh)

When I was about five or six years old, every Tuesday was library day at our school. We would go to the library and have to pick out a book to read over the weekend. Now since I was an elitist brat starting from about those ages, this was a difficult task for me. I refused to pick up The Hungry Caterpillar, or Where The Wild Things Are. I certainly wouldn't go near If You Give A Mouse A Cookie and I wouldn't be caught dead reading The Giving Tree.

Basically, anything that was read to me in class or that was generally well received by the masses (being the four to six age group) I thought of below my standard. Of course, I didn't think of it that way back then, but these were the undertones of my reasoning surely. The fact that I couldn't see myself reading something so common, is what it all boils down to. This way I found refuge in a series of books called Nate The Great. This series reccomended to me by a very perceptive librarian was a sort of off the wall set of books based around the boy Nate, who had a passion for solving mysteries. He sort of alluded to a young Sherlock Holmes. Nate was a friends with an odd girl named Rosamond who is a sort of an enigma throughout the series. She is a quirky, alternative kind of a girl who keeps to herself and owns a lot of cats. Aspects of Rosamond were taken to form the counter-culture character Emily The Strange who appears to be a complete replica of her. The tone of the books was unusual and something that appealed to me immediately. It was sort of quiet and melancholy. The book didn't have a cheery disposition commonly found in childrens books, but rather a slow, thoughtful one. I might even say eerie. They are brilliant books that I always thought should make it's way to a wider audience of children. But...perhaps then it would lose it's charm. Especially pretentious little brats like me.

I just stumbled across this gorgeous picture today. I would love to have a place like that in my house. Somewhere cozy and comfortable all tucked away in the corner. I love that there is a little window there too. It would be perfect for like a rainy or qwinter day. The books, tea, iPod, that kind of thing. It's when I see things like these I become such a romantic. I think I'm done with the nice weather for now. I want gloomy and blustery.

This song takes me there.

 Picture by the most divine Stefynik.
 

And who could forget the delicious fiction? Though I only like those that are written superbly and are riddled and angst.

Heart Shaped World by parkergray
This Veil Across My Heart by corleones
Sleeping Beauty
The Wisdom of Boys
Decay of Your Golden City by angeldylan628

Anything by lenina20and hp5angst