I Love Books!

As a writer, I naturally love books. Boy, do I love books. New books. Old books. Big books, small. Hard cover, paper back—I love them all. I love to read books. I enjoy writing them. I love to buy books, borrow books and trade them back and forth. Books make excellent gifts, both to receive and give away.

I love the smell of a new book, and the way the crisp pages rustle when I turn them. The smell of an old book is even better, and the way the worn pages feel between my fingers—fragile and soft—there’s nothing quite like it. I think I love old books better than new ones. I like to think about the people who read the book before me. Was this one of their favorites? Is that why it’s so dog-eared? Or was the book owned by many different people? Moving from reader to reader, from place to place. Who bought it and when? And I’m always in awe thinking about the authors who actually wrote the older books, back in the day before computers. It boggles the mind.

Not only do I love books, I love bookstores, too. New bookstores, used bookstores and how about libraries? Oh yeah. Aisles and aisles of books. Shelves upon shelves of countless books. All ready to be picked up and read. Pored over and studied. Savored and enjoyed.

Most writers I know say they wrote stories or “books” as children. I didn’t write much when I was a little girl. Instead, I made small books—the actual, physical books. I would take a piece of cardboard and fold it in half for the cover. I would meticulously measure and cut the pages to fit. To bind them together, I would use staples or brads—sometimes, I would sew the binding. I made picture books and “school” books. I went through a phase in second grade making miniature missals—the prayer books used to follow the mass. I don’t know if this was because I attended Catholic school and had just received the sacraments, or if it was because the mass had changed from Latin to English. Who knows what went on in the mind of my eight-year-old self?

Books not only give me reading and writing pleasure, they give me esthetic pleasure, too. I love to decorate with books. In my opinion, a room without books is a cold, unfriendly place. Almost every room in my house holds bookshelves full of books. I have small groupings of books decoratively placed under lamps, on table tops and even on the floor. Books not only hold the promise of wonderful stories between their covers, they beckon me with their warmth, inviting me to sit down and make myself comfortable.

I love to be surrounded by books. My keeper shelf holds old favorites, and I continually add new finds. It’s always exciting to discover a new book to add to my keeper shelf. When I’m down and feeling blue, I rely on my “comfort” reads to help pull me through. I don’t know how many times I’ve read some of these books over the last (gulp!) thirty years. Old books are like old friends. They’re always there when you need them.

I can’t imagine my life without books. I have a t-shirt with the slogan: So many books . . . So little time. So true.

Happy Reading and Writing!!! Anne Marie 🙂

About AnneMarie

I enjoy writing old-fashioned romance with a whole lot of sizzle ~~~ Favorite Books: All of Georgette Heyer's wonderful Regency Romances; Gone With the Wind; The Little House Books; Harry Potter; Anne of Green Gables; This Heart of Mine by Susan Elizabeth Phillips ~~~ Favorite Movies: Return to Me; An Affair to Remember; Sebrina (newer version); Sarah Plain and Tall; Roman Holiday; Pretty Woman ~~~ Favorite Music: Moody Blues, Beatles, Simon & Garfunkel, Jim Croce, Elton John, Seals & Crofts, Chicago, John Denver ~~~ Favorite Quotation: "Love Conquers All" ~~~~ AnneMarie Trivia: I love hummingbirds :) ~~~~ ABOUT MY LONE STAR ROMANCES: When people think of Texas, they usually think about cowboys, ranches and horses. But Texas is more than that. It’s not just a place; it’s an attitude, a state of mind. Everything is bigger and better in Texas, or so it seems to those of us living here. My favorite kind of hero is tall, dark and Texan. Whether a rugged sexy cowboy or a single-dad teaching at the local high school, these heroes are strong men waiting for strong women to call their own—no matter how hard they fight it, no matter how loudly they deny it. I hope you enjoy reading about my Lone Star Heroes and the women they fall in love with. There are those who say life’s too short not to live it as a Texan. I say LIFE'S TOO SHORT NOT TO LOVE A TEXAN!!! Happy Reading!!!
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