>I’ve always loved reading. My mom used to take me to the bookstore and buy me 5 books at a time that I would have finished in about 2 days. My usual choice at the time was anything by Christopher Pike, and I read Remember Me over and over again — it’s still my favorite book.
I think part of why I like reading so much is because I feel like I don’t really fit in anywhere and reading puts me in someone else’s shoes. It requires you to use more of your imagination that tv or a movie because you have to imagine everything! Sure, authors provide descriptions, but you still have the opportunity to picture the characters and surroundings in your own certain way. This is why I don’t like movies based on books — they hardly ever get it right! The screenwriters change things, the characters are never quite right, and it just gets very frustrating for me.
I’m currently in the middle of the Sookie Stackhouse series. I am a HUGE Twilight fan (Team Edward all the way!) and it seemed like this series was the next logical step. I’m currently finishing up the third book, and while Sookie and Bill are definitely no Bella and Edward, it is getting better. Last night, I was actually up until 1:00 am because I couldn’t stop turning the pages.
I’m also in the middle of the Percy Jackson series. The first two books were given to my husband as a birthday present and he recommended that I read them. Awesome. They’re sort of Harry Potter-esque, but different. We’re going to need to get the next three books pretty soon to find out what happens next.
I stopped by the library on my way home and while they didn’t have anything I went there for, I did end up getting three books: The Serious Kiss by Mary Hogan, Just Like That by Marsha Qualey, and Perfect by Natasha Friend. Obviously my favorite genre is young adult fiction, even though I’m about 14 years too old to be in the target audience. I get very engrossed in these kinds of stories because I still very much feel like that awkward, shy 16-year-old I used to be. I know I’m older now, but it seems like just yesterday and it’s hard to think of myself as an adult. I mean, I’m married and in the process of buying my first home, but I still feel like I relate better to teens than I do to other people my age.