The Magic of Books

My infatuation with books took a while to begin...I'd always been a lover of movies, the exciting stories, the interesting characters, the underdog heroes, the romances, mysteries, the thrilling suspense, the great epic fantasies, the sci-fi adventures. *sigh* I just didn't have someone in my inner circle that told me I had all these things in books as well.

The stories I read in school were more of chore, and it was tough for me to relate to many of the classics. But finally when I was around 14, my aunt gave me her collection of VC Andrew's books. There I found the tension and suspense, the romance and the characters I wanted to follow along with as they told me their stories.

Now I try to write the kind of books kids will want to read. Books that can sweep a reader away just for a little while, because when I pick up a book that's what I want to do too, be swept away.

Books...I can't say enough about them. They are magical. Words are magical. They can evoke any emotion. We as writers have a sort of power of imagery and storytelling, and I'm just having one of those writer moments that I'm so glad to be part of creating stories.

I may not be a well-known author, but even as I struggle through books to try to make them entertaining and meet deadlines, I'm honored when I reach others through my words and characters. I'm honored that they picked up my book and read it, and took the time to tell me how it made them feel.

I never thought it possible that I could actually write a story, let alone publish one. Not until I became so immersed in the magic of books that I wanted to create my own.

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