I don’t think I truly fell in love with reading until I was in my 20s. As a kid, I can only remember two different times in my life that I actually enjoyed reading. One included the infamous Junie B. Jones, and the other was a series of horse racing books that made me confident I should definitely become a horse jockey regardless of my height. After that, I gave up on reading for fun because I was too busy. Nothing was interesting. It was so much work.
It’s funny because as a 7th grade Language Arts teacher, I hear these same comments all of the time, and I relate. However, I don’t think they’re necessarily valid or the real reason for not reading. I think it has much more to do with not knowing if a book is going to be good, or if a book is worth sticking out for 100 slow pages in order to get to the good stuff in the last 300. With that being said, here I am…
On a stressful week or a dreary overcast day, the question I ask myself most frequently is…why can’t I just get paid to read books?! On top of that, I just want to pass on good books I’ve read to my family and friends, and I want to continue to learn more and more about what I should read next. I have a Pinterest board filled with my next novels to read and more often than not, the photos I save through Instagram are book suggestions from friends and celebrities. My desire is that everybody can find one book that speaks so deeply to them that it ignites a fire in their heart for more!