like many other kids with overacheiving parents, summer reading was required, on top of vacation bible school and other summer classes. so i learned to appreciate books at a young age.
i never liked those picture books. i have always felt dumb when i read them. i mean i can read the words and i can see them in my mind, no need to have pictures splattered all over the page to prove a point. but i guess i’m not as visual as most people.
one of the very first books i remember reading was a collection of russian short stories. and one of the stories that stood out was the story of baba yaga. she was this witch who was neither good nor evil. she was the first ‘gray’ character i read about.
i am fascinated by folk tales from other cultures because it allowed me to take a peek into their collective psyche. and although i may not be able to fully understand them, i am still able to reconcile their actions because of their beliefs.
i read a lot when i was a kid. and when i went to college, i always made it a point to go to those thrift stores where they sold second-hand books. i never really cared who the author was or the genre, as long as i read the blurb and it sounds good, then i’d buy it. and besides, these books are cheap.
i remember reading this novel by jane heller called ‘cha cha cha.’ it was a very light read but what i remember the most was how sarcastic the whole book really was. and then that’s how i started dreaming about being an ‘angsty’ writer. but then a friend introduced me to jessica zafra and my dreams were snuffed out just like that.
so i just decided to be a reader. and although i have attempted to write fiction at times, i found my writing style too amateurish. i’d rather keep a blog than write a manuscript. 🙂
so last night before having dinner at some mexican place, i decided to buy the second dexter novel by jeff lindsay. i loved the first one and i loved the series, i am positive i will like this installment too.