A la recherche des livres perdus

I know I have a copy of The Hobbit, because I've been carting it around for at least three decades. It's the navy blue covered one with the mountain on the spine, and it's in with my kids' books on the lower bedroom shelf. Only it's not. The navy blue book is The Lost Queen of Egypt, and if I have a copy of The Hobbit it's hiding in some black hole I should email Stephen Hawking about. So perhaps I should go buy a copy to re-read?

And half of me says Oh yes yes reread The Hobbit, this winter (well, this week of this winter) is exactly like when you were reading LotR in high school. And the other half says, You're kidding, right? Where's your nostalgia when the snow starts falling next week?

And besides, over at the Gladstone library I just made a discovery, TPL's own black hole.
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