So, a lot of things have been going on right now. If you add homework plus stressing about finals plus rehearsals for The Producers PLUS my older sister repeatedly injuring her mouth to the point where she's made several trips to the hospital and has an unchanging duck face, that's not a lot of time left for reading. But I have been reading, like the good, studious girl I am. It's just not really up to my normal standards.
Ella Enchanted has always been my comfort object. Whenever I've been sad or stressed or just too exhausted to do anything else, I pick up my paperback which I stole from a lending library and start to read. It's seriously the best book for a rainy day. It's got all the elements: love, adventure, magic, honest-to-God hilarity and unfailing sarcasm. Ella, the main character, is alarmingly relatable, right down to her own internal monologue. I've read this book upwards of ten times and will continue to do so for probably my entire life. It reminds me that happy endings are difficult, but not impossible to achieve. That humor can solve virtually any situation. And that the perfect man has freckles and gives you baby centaurs for a present. I've noticed it's kind of a thing with me that the more I fall in love with the hero of a book, the more I end up enjoying it as a whole.
I would suggest this book from anyone ages 6 to 7000. Because if anyone ever lives to be 7000 years old, the best thing they could do with their time is read a children's book.
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