Dear reader, you might have an entire bookcase at home filled with your most beloved tomes, books you've gathered and treasured over the years. You're rightly proud of your collection, similar to Annie Spence, a librarian in midwest America for a decade whose reading has covered a fair chunk of human interest. Dear Fahrenheit 451 is her writing debut in which she confesses a dear love for many books, and satisfaction in breaking up with others when their time comes.

Her love for an impressive variety of works is deep and true; her guilty pleasures are sweet; her frustration with and scorn for others are outright hilarious. She’s that outspoken friend who knows what you’ll like to read, but won’t judge you if that’s no more high-brown than pulp fiction. We get the impression that she might wear a twin-set and pearls, but, behind the librarian’s counter, she’s sporting a dirty great pair of Docs, and we wouldn’t have it any other way.