If books were a drug, these (circa 1978, age 12) would have been my gateway. Every other reading experience has been an attempt to recapture that sensation of imagination coming to life.
Oh, I know what you mean! At age 12 I was reading a lot, but I think my main favorite was Nancy Drew Books. Our grade school didn't have its own library, so a Bookmobile came every couple of weeks. I would load up with an armful of books and read a wonderful variety of fiction, some of the titles I still remember: "Lorna Doone" and "Around the World in 80 Days" are a couple. Ahh, how could we possibly live without books??
My Friend Flicka is one of those books I received as a gift when I was a girl that I never managed to read more than the first page of, but I finally got to it last year. And what an interesting story! I was so surprised to find so much about their marriage in there too, although I'm sure, if I'd actually read it as a girl, that I would've skimmed all the parts about the boring adults. *grins As a grown reader, however, it was fascinating to watch Nell in such a situation, negotiating and arranging, tackling and supporting.
I relate. It's those magical books I read as a child that have stayed with me my entire life. And nothing I read now ever quite matches up to those first books that were so all-encompassing. I wish I could lose myself in books now like I did then. But the real world always intrudes. :)
Such great responses! This would make an interesting and fun blog post prompt, wouldn't it? What is everyone's earliest book reading memory, when it really clicked.
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Oh, I know what you mean! At age 12 I was reading a lot, but I think my main favorite was Nancy Drew Books. Our grade school didn't have its own library, so a Bookmobile came every couple of weeks. I would load up with an armful of books and read a wonderful variety of fiction, some of the titles I still remember: "Lorna Doone" and "Around the World in 80 Days" are a couple. Ahh, how could we possibly live without books??
Wow! I couldn't have said this any better. I know the feeling well!
My Friend Flicka is one of those books I received as a gift when I was a girl that I never managed to read more than the first page of, but I finally got to it last year. And what an interesting story! I was so surprised to find so much about their marriage in there too, although I'm sure, if I'd actually read it as a girl, that I would've skimmed all the parts about the boring adults. *grins As a grown reader, however, it was fascinating to watch Nell in such a situation, negotiating and arranging, tackling and supporting.
I relate. It's those magical books I read as a child that have stayed with me my entire life. And nothing I read now ever quite matches up to those first books that were so all-encompassing. I wish I could lose myself in books now like I did then. But the real world always intrudes. :)
Yes! I understand what you are saying completely. I miss that feeling.
Such great responses! This would make an interesting and fun blog post prompt, wouldn't it? What is everyone's earliest book reading memory, when it really clicked.
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