I grew up reading books in my grandfather’s balcony while he read the newspaper, every afternoon. My little ottoman would sit next to his plastic chair for four hours every day. Even decades after retiring from his career as a Professor of English, some of those afternoons would involve him teaching me how to use among other things — the past perfect tense, and the em dash correctly. I’m very new to this blog pursuit, but if you look back at my first post , you will see that