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Anything Seems Possible At Night When The Rest Of The World Has Gone To Sleep.

Books. They Are Lined Up On Shelves Or Stacked On A Table. There They Are Wrapped Up In There Jackets, Lines Of Neat Print On Nicely Bound Pages. They Look Like Such Orderly, Static Things. Then You, The Reader Come Along. You Open The Book Jacket, And It Can Be Like Opening The Gates To An Unknown City, Or Opening The Lid Of A Treasure Chest. You Read The First Word And You're Off On A Journy Of Exploration And Discovery.

My Work Explores The Frontier Between Rationalism And Superstition And The Wavering Boundary Between The Two.

We Come To A Lamp Beside The Pathway, And Suddenly We Stop Walking, And We Start To Dance, And We Glitter In The Shafts Of Light, Like Stars, Like Flies, Like Flakes Of Dust.

A Good Bookshop Is Not Just About Selling Books From Shelves, But Reaching Out Into The World And Making A Difference.