Booking Through Thursday: First Time

What is the first book you remember reading? What about the first that made you really love reading?

I actually wrote a Sunday Salon on this very topic last year! The first book I remember reading and the first book that made me really love reading are one and the same–The Illustrated Book of Myths: Tales & Legends of the World, as retold by Neil Philip and illustrated by Nilesh Mistry. It collected a good variety of myths from around the whole, separated out by theme–for instance, all the creation myths were at the beginning. It’s where my love for Egyptian mythology was born. I read and reread it all the time–while it is age appropriate for wee lasses, it wasn’t dumbed down by any means. The illustrations are ridiculously gorgeous and have stuck with me to this very day. Luckily, I still have it, and I look forward to sharing it with my brother’s children when the time comes.

The Sunday Salon: The First Book

I do not actually recall a time when I could not read, although I know I was taught by my mother and brother. This, of course, means that I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t reading. As a… confused young child, I was shocked and horrified to discover that not everyone shared my love for literature. I hid books under my desk in elementary school in order to read during class, for which I was justly punished. Much as I do with local libraries now, I heartily abused my middle school library in order to read Anne McCaffrey and the Royal Diaries. (I am severely disappointed that the latter is now out of print.) In short, I have always been a Literary Omnivore.

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