I bought myself a rubber brain, familiarized myself with its many parts, listened intently, and read more. In fact, I read obsessively, as my husband has told me repeatedly. He has even suggested that my rapacious reading resembles an addiction.
Reading is a lot like eating for me: If I try to read a book I'm not hungry for, I won't enjoy it, but if I wait until I have a real appetite for something, I'll devour it.
I have a sweet tooth for reading, so books migrate to my zip code en mass.
The thing about reading is that if you are hooked, you're not going to stop just because one series is over; you're going to go and find something else.
Once I start reading something, I can't stop. I obsessively read, which is a problem with long books!
I'm a sporadic reader. I have moments when I can't stop... then I kind of forget that I can read. But then I go, 'Oh God, yeah, books!'
I wanted to read immediately. The only fear was that of books coming to an end.
I want to know why I read as a child with such a frantic appetite, why I sucked the words off the page with such an edge of desperation.
