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Ramblings of a Coffee-Addicted Writer!
Reading, and the pleasure of surrounding myself with books -- REAL BOOKS, mind you, by which I mean, exclusively, PRINTED BOOKS -- are the things I literally live for. My whole life revolves around books!! Well, I do have to go to work, but aside from that, my PASSION is BOOKS!!!!! (Well, okay, I'm also passionate about my husband, lol. )
Readers of my blog might recall the following story, which I shared in another Book Blogger Hop post, and which my mom told me many years ago. This story perfectly illustrates just how early my love for the printed word actually began. I don't remember it, because I was only 2 years old at the time. Here it is..... According to my mom, I was a VERY active toddler. In other words, I drove her crazy! She was a stay-at-home mom, and needed some time every afternoon in order to get some housework done. Well, she hit upon the PERFECT way to keep me out of trouble! She would put me in a playpen in the middle of the living room, where she could keep an eye on me from time to time. Now, did she put a favorite doll in the pen for me to play with? Did she put in a much-loved teddy bear? Nope! She would put the latest issue of "Reader's Digest" magazine in the pen, right next to me. And what do you suppose I did with it? Did I tear it up, and throw it around the playpen, as other kids might have? NOT! Mom recounts that I would sit there quietly, the magazine in my lap, and quietly, slowly, turn the pages, carefully looking at everything on those pages. I would do this for quite a while, too. When I finally got tired of looking through the magazine, I would just put it aside and fall asleep right next to it.
So, as you can see, I was born a reader, as well as an ardent bibliophile!! As time went on, my love of books increased exponentially. In the early years, I would be happy when I received toys for Christmas, and on my birthdays. But, as my reading skills improved, I increasingly wanted only one type of present: a BOOK.
I wanted to POSSESS books of my own. I hated going to the library, because I would invariably fall in love with borrowed books, and hate to have to return them.... In fact, it's been YEARS since I've been to a library! So of course I no longer have a library card. Lol.
As soon as I started earning my own money, I began to add to my book collection. And I began to buy books compulsively. Things got to the point that my parents began to refuse to buy me books for Christmas and birthdays. They would say, "You've already got more than enough books. What you need is clothes and other practical things!" GROAN. Have any of you ardent bookworms ever heard your parents or other relatives say this to you? Don't you just want to SCREAM when they do?! And, to make matters worse, now it's my non-bookworm husband who says it!!!! AAAARRRRGHH!!!!!
Well, anyway.....I think you get the picture. I.LOVE. BOOKS. Furthermore, there's NO ONE who can take this away from me!!!! This is the way I am. I was BORN this way, for Pete's sake!!! So I say to my well-meaning family: "Yes, I know you think I'm OBSESSED. I know you think my BOOK ADDICTION IS OVER OVER THE TOP. Well, guess what? Nothing can be done about it. I certainly can't do anything about it, just like I can't change where I was born. Just cut me some slack, because at least I don't consume toxic substances!!" Lol.
And this next quote sums everything up VERY nicely:
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