Books, in their portable, low-tech, humble stacks of paper, can transport you instantly; not just to another time or place, but into the minds of their authors.

Stepping into the Owl’s Nest Bookstore in downtown Fredericton is a little like this. From the moment you grasp the peculiarly-low-to-the-ground handle of the inner door, its as though you’ve been absorbed into the mind of another person. Continue reading →