So let’s pretend I still have any readers back from 2013. This blog began as “Cracking the Binding.” There wasn’t much reason for the name besides liking the sound of it. I was actually in the “books are sacred” club back then, never daring to dog-ear a page or to even carry around a book with its dust jacket on so it wouldn’t get ruined.
But I love what a broken spine represents. It proves the book was well-loved. That the book was set face down so you wouldn’t lose your spot. You can imagine the book opened wide so the reader could squeeze one last chapter in before bed. It’s enthusiasm in one of the purest forms. If you love it for long enough, they even start to fall apart, like my well-worn copy of the Chamber of Secrets.
But life changes; it even changes the way you read sometimes.