I've read for as long as I can remember. Growing up, I read whenever I could, often sneaking a book under my desk so I wouldn't have to listen to my elementary teachers drougn on and on. I hid my mom's romance novels under my bed to read by night light when everyone was asleep. I believe my first novel of any substantial length was Stephen King's It (Signet Books) and I was so terrified that I read another book after that one every evening before I could fall asleep. I still hate clowns.
Over the years, there's no telling how many books I've read, thousands, tens of thousands? And do I count the books I've read 3, 4 and 5 times (IT being one of those)? Here, I'll recount those books. The ones I've read in the past, the ones I'm reading now. Feel free to comment, suggest a book, start a discussion.
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