I remember describing myself as an “avid reader” when I was something like 12. I was precocious and overly ambitious with my vocabulary, and that’s why when I tried to impress someone by telling them about my “avid” reading, I accidentally use the word “advent.”Read More
I don’t know how to write this post without sounding like an enormous nerd, so I’ve decided to embrace the nerdiness and say it:
I love reading.
When I was a kid, I spent hours every day reading. I toted books along on every errand, usually with a backup book in case I finished the first while away from home. Books taught me things I didn’t know I wanted to learn; they were entertainment and escape, expansion of my horizons and familiar friends. I read aloud to my sisters in the evenings and scoured the library for new titles every week.
Nerdy. I know.Read More