In answer to the Crazy for Books blog hop question, "If you could physically put yourself into a book or series, what would it be and why?", I'd have to say Winnie the Pooh by A.A. Milne.
Why? In these challenging times rife with natural disasters, civil wars, growing economic inequity, and all manner of other ills escalating at an alarming rate, leaping into the world of Pooh will provide instance solace.
A world without danger in which living from moment to moment is the only possibility: It sounds transcendentally appealing right about now.
And it's going to be sunny there when I meet Eeyore and Tigger and Kanga and Roo and Christopher Robin and Pooh and the Hephalumps...
There are days when a leap back into the world of childhood is the only sane move one can make. Today is one of those days. Will you join me?
p.s. And the world of the contemporary thriller is perhaps the last place I'd like to land. Why? Check out my earlier post below!