No Such Thing as Too Many Books!
Fair warning...I think I might have a lot to say about reading! I am forever grateful to my parents for being readers and encouraging us to be readers as well. My first memory related to reading (and maybe my first memory full stop) is sitting on the couch with Anne and Pete who were taking turns reading the Christmas story on Christmas Eve. I kept trying to get them to pass me the book but alas, I had not yet learned to read. My siblings were so much older and more experienced (Pete 11 months older than me and Anne 13 months older than him). I was determined that by the following Christmas, I would be reading that story too. I'm sure I succeeded, although I have no definite memory of it. My reading has taken many turns over the years, from Judy Blume to reading (and ENJOYING) Stephen King in my teens, Harlequin Romances in my University years (give me a break, I needed something to cleanse my reading palate between all the VERY dry textbooks!), spy and thr...