Happy Valentine’s to my Fellow Terps and Book Lovers

It’s Valentine’s Day. And this, too, is a love story.

A story of deep and ever-growing affection for that beautiful, enigmatic, and often elusive creature, the English language, for reading in general, in all my languages, and a few I am not quite yet ready to call that, and for interpreting, a profession I am incredibly lucky and grateful to call my own.

On a somewhat more practical level, this is also a testament to what having (occasionally) too much free time on one’s hands, and an unhealthy addiction to books on paper can do to a person, and an otherwise relatively normal apartment.

This is just a fraction of what is shaping out to be quite the collection… and available bookshelf space is… well, non-existent as of a few months ago.

But who’s counting.

A.S. Byatt’s Still Life has just arrived – picked up from the local foreign language bookshop, where they were kind enough to order it for me, – and a new book on diplomatic and political interpreting is currently on its way.

Going to go finish decorating that cake now.

Hope you are having a good one too.