I’ve always been a reader. I was one of those little girls who would read every surface on the cereal box while eating breakfast, including the honey bear label. My siblings and I used to hide our current books from one another for fear they would be hijacked before we finished reading them.
As an adult, I still enjoy literary works from almost every genre. I love beautiful language, historically-based stories, and rich character development. My appreciation for Walt Whitman and William Wordsworth deepens with age.
There are a few books, however, I find myself returning to again and again, more for reference and inspiration than for storyline.