Paradisical literature

I wouldn’t mind living in the Shire. Good food, sunshine. Curls. Round doors. Flora and fauna on every flat surface.

Speaking of which, Rivendell is a vision as well.

Neverland would be a paradise. Wonderland, though, that would be the win!

How about Alagaesia, while we’re on the subject? Eragon and Sapphira would be great friends.

See what Miss Marple has been finding out?

Looking for some more excitement? Let’s go to the arena for the 73rd annual Hunger Games.

Trudge through the woods in Forks, Washington?

Sail out to Treasure Island?

Nancy Drew and the Hardy boys? Never a dull moment there!

Run the alleys and pick pockets with Oliver Twist?

Ask Scarlett why she kept up chasing Ashley?

Or would you rather follow Dorothy down the yellow brick road?

Conquer your fears with Tris and Four?

Discover the mysteries under the sea aboard the Nautilus?

Walk out with Poirot, and ask the Belgian why he is stroking his mustaches?

Run through the pasture with Black Beauty?

We could take a dusty ride to Maycombe County, and see if Jem has the courage to touch the door at the old Radley place.

Shall we take a turn about the room with Lizzie Bennet, and sneak glances at Mr. Darcy?

Do you trust Phileas Fogg’s hot air balloon?

Ride the range in a Louis L’amour western?

See who is rapping, tapping at Edgar Allen Poe’s chamber door?

Build a raft with Tom and Huckleberry?

See if Sunday’s kiss can get Grumble out of toad form?

Help Winston and Julia evade the Thought Police in 1984?

Have tea at 221b Baker street, and see if you could keep up with the master?

I guess we could accompany Algernon as he abandons obligations visits poor Bonbury, so recently taken ill.

Or should we help Petruchio tame the Shrew in Padua?

Chill with Daisy and Gatsby?

Maybe you’d like to drop eaves while Henry V tries to speak french to ‘fair cousin Catherine’, whom he loves so entirely?

Dig holes with Caveman and the gang, while avoiding Mr. Pendanski?

See if Jo accepts Mr. Baer’s proposal??

Ask Ellen to let us in the back door of Wuthering Heights? We could see where Heathcliff was those three years, how he amassed that fortune… no?

Let’s go to Sherwood Forest, then. Can you use a bow? dagger, something?

Could you hold in your laughter as Benedick gets in a row with Beatrice?

Or should we go through the wardrobe? Narnia is always more magical than the rest… But under whose reign? Caspian the 10th, perhaps…

And they wonder why we love to read.

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