Well, I know at least one person is happy I finally decided to do the whole blog thing. For the rest of you (family) you have to read it because you're family.
So, I guess mostly this will be a "book blog" but I will talk about other things as well. But, because it's mostly a book blog I thought I'd share why I like to read and how it all started. And I can't do that without mentioning my mom.
My mom has always been an avid reader, well, for as long as I've known her. Some of my earliest memories are of "harassing" her while she tried to read. I would run into the living room, which is where she usually was, sitting in her rocking chair, and start the long string of "moms". Anyone who's been around kids knows what I'm talking about. My mom would slowly, and I mean slowly, drag her eyes away from the book and focus on me with an expression of bewilderment. Almost as if she had no idea who I was or where she was (you readers out there know what I'm talking about).
So, I just had to figure out what was it about these book things that was so dang fascinating.
Apparently when I was two (I don't remember) and my mom was helping one of my older siblings with their spelling words with flashcards, I decided I wanted flashcards too. And so began my education and love for reading.
Moms always been great at teaching kids to read. If any of us were having trouble reading in school she'd pull us out and teach us at home; the RIGHT way. She's taught tons of her grandkids to read and even teaches reading at the MTC.
So I have to just say thank you, mom, for teaching me to read. I'm always aware how lucky I am to have you for a mom. I love how you encouraged all of your kids to read and how you would quietly go about finding just the right genre for each kid. I remember you struggled with me; I wouldn't touch the Little House books with a ten foot pole or the Chronicles of Narnia books. But you never gave up, even when I read hundreds of Babysitter Club books, which you hated, and then started reading all those silly Regency Romance books. And then one day you suggested John Grisham's The Client. Wow! That was a great book and I remember thinking I'd finally found my niche.
Now I'll read just about anything. There was a time when I wouldn't touch fantasy books and now, due to a deal I made with my sister to read the Harry Potter books if she'd read one of my political thrillers, I love fantasy, can't get enough of it.
I adore reading. I love the escape. I love the emotions a book can invoke. I love meeting more and more people that love to read as much as I do. Hopefully this blog will help me meet even more.