Passing It On

I'm at Romancing the Blog today talking about passing my love of reading on to my son.

My mother was definitely influential in my reading. She encouraged me and fostered the lurve of books by taking my brother and I to the library on Saturdays. I still get that same rush of excitement whenever I step into a library or a bookstore. Sometimes, though, I think my mother cursed my love of reading. She'd snatch my book and lock me out of the house in the summertime in the hopes I'd get a bit of a tan. I spent our last family vacation together in Myrtle Beach reading Love and War by John Jakes. (I could read the books but not watch the miniseries, a blog for another time, I suppose).