My very favorite gift to receive for Christmas was always
a book. I was an avid reader, sometimes
putting away a book a day. I frustrated
my mother when our weekly trip to the library required a box to tote my choices
home. As a general rule, I was allowed
to read whatever I chose, but she did make me take Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales
back unread. I guess she felt it was too
worldly and graphic for my grade school sensibilities.
Fast forward many years.
It was only natural that I would graduate from reading books to writing
them. My first completed novel is
gathering dust, never submitted for publication. It was a well-written romance novel, whose
sole purpose for existing was to convince me that I could write a book from
beginning to end. As a writing exercise,
it was perfect. It accomplished the
task, but it will never see the light of day. Romance novels are not my genre of choice, for
reading or for writing.
This Saturday, I will be signing my books for those
wanting to give a gift of reading to someone on their Christmas list. I'll be at Kosicek’s Vineyards from 1 to 5,
along with fellow authors Margie DeLong and Tim McCarthy. There will be something for everyone, book-wise. If you don’t like to read, the wine is highly
palatable! So take a little drive out to
wine country and enjoy the offerings!
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