As any book lover will tell you, the book is always better. There is no avoiding that simple and utter truth. When I read the books, written by “Lemony Snicket” as a young girl, I cried and laughed and felt the true pangs of anxiety at each turn. My imagination ran wild. The characters became real, and my empathy was tested. I was changed. Reading them as an adult, a couple years ago now, I found myself feeling those same emotions. No television show – however eloquent – can replace that. I don’t suppose I’d want it to.