I remember being a child, waking up with books all around my bed. The weight of them was comfortable, made me want more of them.
I remember buying my first book from a store, as in, walking in, choosing it, and bringing it to the register. I do not remember its name, but I remember loving it, every moment.
Books are my life. I mean that quite literally, as my career is made of books: reading books, teaching books, talking about books, writing books. It is a beautiful career and I love it with words I cannot express.
I remember reading until dawn, my father walking into my room and fussing at me for not sleeping. “Why are you still awake?” “Because the book was so good.” I do remember that book: Kelley Armstrong’s Bitten. This happened multiple times, with hundreds of books.
My shelves are overloaded. My Kindle app bursting with books and samples.
I love books, more than this little blog can say.
Happy Reading, Friends.
2 thoughts on “Day 43, WP43: I Remember…”
I remember ordering my first books from the Scholastic book club catalogue, and also that first gift certificate that let me walk into a real book store and come out with 4 books for $20. 🙂
What a great memory 🙂