Safe Between the Pages

I fell out of a tree, killed three butterflies, and got separated from the bosom of Mother Nature. I found sanctuary in the written word. A love for reading became an unquenchable thirst for stories. I entered the make-believe worlds of Enid Blyton, C.S. Lewis, Tolkien, Richard Adams, and Noel Streatfield.

I became a gawky book nerd. Nearsighted, bucktoothed, and cowlick-tressed. I wore ugly sweaters and thick-ribbed brown corduroy trousers. Stories saved me from extreme teasing which today would be called bullying. I saw the unmistakable imprints of Mr. Tumnus’ cloven hooves in the snow. Scratches in the paint of our front door were made by Gandalf. I was Lucy, pushing to the back of the camphor-scented wardrobe; I was Bilbo on a pony in the forest, hungry mid-morning for bread and cheese.

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Katie Welch

Katie Welch is an author, music teacher, and performer who was born in upstate New York in 1968, she moved to Ottawa as a child, eventually becoming a Canadian citizen. Welch has a degree in English literature from the University of Toronto, where she studied with Professor Northrop Frye at the University of Toronto, which proved to be an experience that further galvanized her writing. An avid traveler, she has extensively explored Canada as well as the world. Welch has two daughters who share her love for the natural world. She currently lives in Kamloops, British Columbia with her partner, Will Stinson.

2 thoughts on “Safe Between the Pages”

  1. This time is so interesting and the” book therapy” that is so powerful all of ones life is worth thinking back on. I read some life changing books and had a few special teachers who introduced book talk as a way of life then too. I remember in grade 6 our teacher gave a group of girls in the class Island of The Blue Dolphins by Scott O’Dell to read and discuss. The ideas in that story were profoundly frightening and inspiring. Stayed with me, as did To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee in grade nine. Her one great story! They both lingered in my mind and still do. I was in a book club for 14 years in Kamloops while raising young children through the teen years and it was so important to staying sane…for all of us I think. Only nursing babies were allowed to come to the monthly discussion and our reading was shared and so meaningful to our lives. I am enjoying your posts and also reminded to write every day!

    1. Book clubs are such a fabulous way for people who love reading to connect, in an increasingly impersonal age. To Kill A Mockingbird is etched in my consciousness as well. Are you blogging as well, Norah? We could link to each other’s sites?

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