Five Books that Mean a Lot to Me (2005)
I was a voracious reader as a child. Regular visitor to the children’s section of the local library and all that.
I remember going through that section, fairly large for a local library and mentally checking off the books and series one by one in my head.
‘Read that. Read that. Liked that. That one was cool….’
I loved reading, still do, but at that time books were still merely the stuff of addiction.
Entertainment that filled the brain more easily and faster than any other form of entertainment I knew.
Then I read…
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