Each new book I love to read, sends me to my nerdery.
Harry Potter, Twilight, True Blood,
My husband wishes I would read none.
Hide away to read all day, I love hiding in my nerdery.
A nerdery is my bedroom. I can imagine I’m in these worlds, but I’m the only one.
Oh, how I wish my husband would see, how much these stories mean to me.
And possibly, I would not be forced to retired to my nerdery.