When did my love affair with books start? Growing up in a country where the libraries only stock reference books and the like on the shelves, reading fiction was a luxury a lot of us couldn’t afford. I remember actually be-friending my friends’ older sisters just so I could borrow their books. It came to a point where I was practically visiting them everyday on the pretense that I was there for my friend but in reality, I was actually there to borrow more books.
My country would have power outages, frequently at that. But imagine a young girl reading in her bedroom with the flickering candle light. It doesn’t matter how little sleep I got…I just have to finish that book because my friend’s sister would only allow me to borrow one book and for only one day.
When my family moved to Canada, my love for reading intensified. Life became ultimately better especially when I found out that books can be bought at a thrift store – where they were priced for as little as twenty five cents. I thought I died and gone to heaven.
But being in a new country where everything was so fresh and different, it’s sad to say that my love of reading eventually petered out – for years, I neglected reading. I got married, had kids…pretended to be an adult. It’s only been the last four years that I’ve found my passion for books again.
Honestly? I owe it all to Stephenie Meyer. It’s those damn Twilight books of hers! Edward Cullen owned my soul for about two years until Jace Wayland ripped it from him. Sad to say, it didn’t take long before Jace took a backseat. The boys from the various books I’ve read stole my heart, piece by piece until Jonah Griggs decided enough is enough. My heart only belongs to him now.
I’m a bit of a neurotic when it comes to books. I seem to be in constant panic-buying mode. I just had to have them, no matter how bad the book is *coughsHadescoughs*. Anyway, reading books has a way of taking me to places that I could only dream of…meeting characters that are larger than life itself. It’s a means of an escape without having to leave my bedroom. And you know what else? I’m learning about LIFE as I go along. I mean, who knew that some vampires can’t be killed by a stake to the heart nowadays? Or that werewolves can change even without the full moon? Lol. I read somewhere that books are the cheapest way to go on a vacation. Judging by my choices in reading materials, I’ve visited a lot of desolate places where people are being eaten by zombies! 🙂