LOL, Allan! I’m the same way.

Liane, I hadn’t thought about that, but you know, I’ve heard lots of writers say that their writing begins with “What if…?”

Marcia, I’ve definitely gone through phases, too. Right now, for example, I’ve been doing so much writing and, yes, blogging, that I haven’t done as much reading as I’d like. But then, most of my hobbies are like that.

The CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE books often led to death. And then I’d try to remember exactly what I picked the last time. Led to lots of frustration but I learned how to ask the question “What if I did this?”. Which led to my writing.

Everyone thinks I’m crazy because I will literally read anything with words nearby, including the cereal boxes and the back of my deodorant. It’s an addiction, definitely. I mentioned casually to my mother-in-law that I read about a book a week and her jaw dropped and she said something like, “Must be nice to have the time,” and I felt rather dejected. Addicts don’t have the time – they make it because it matters to them. Just cuz I’m currently unemployed, I do other stuff, too. I just prefer to read. ^_^

Thanks for the memories. Oh, Scholastic fliers.

LOL, Travis! I wondered when that would come up.

Thanks for stopping by, LaDonna! I, too, had a history of sneaking in reading long after I was supposed to be in bed. It made for numerous difficult mornings, but they were worth it. Now the ultimate luxury is to spend an entire day on the couch with a book.

Daring One, I do the same thing. They are just so beautiful, so enticing, each with its own little world inside.

Thanks for visiting my blog and talking about another kind of addiction today! Your site is great and I’ll be back.