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Happy As Kings 4
Aug. 5th, 2012 11:23 amBooks.
Books have always been the joy of my life. When I was young, I could lose myself in the worlds of fantasy when the real world was too much to bear. The people who wrote those amazing stories had to be otherworldly creatures, I thought, much too brilliant to walk among us ordinary mortals. My parents took me to the library nearly every Saturday, where I loaded up on books for the coming week. I grew up on Marguerite Henry and Alexander Key. I solved mysteries with Nancy Drew and the Happy Hollisters. I explored the mysteries of the world with Edgar Rice Burroughs and Jules Verne and scared myself to bits with H P Lovecraft and Edgar Allen Poe. Now that I'm old, that love of books hasn't diminished. I became a writer because I wanted to do for other readers what my favorites had always done for me. There's something thrilling about holding a stack of library books or a bagful of new books from the store, knowing that adventures await me with the turn of a page.
Books have always been the joy of my life. When I was young, I could lose myself in the worlds of fantasy when the real world was too much to bear. The people who wrote those amazing stories had to be otherworldly creatures, I thought, much too brilliant to walk among us ordinary mortals. My parents took me to the library nearly every Saturday, where I loaded up on books for the coming week. I grew up on Marguerite Henry and Alexander Key. I solved mysteries with Nancy Drew and the Happy Hollisters. I explored the mysteries of the world with Edgar Rice Burroughs and Jules Verne and scared myself to bits with H P Lovecraft and Edgar Allen Poe. Now that I'm old, that love of books hasn't diminished. I became a writer because I wanted to do for other readers what my favorites had always done for me. There's something thrilling about holding a stack of library books or a bagful of new books from the store, knowing that adventures await me with the turn of a page.
