I love to read. Love it. I have the best memories of my second grade teacher, who used to let me go to the school library when I finished in class early and take out more books. I used to read while walking home from school, it was my go to leisure activity. I'm the oldest of four, and learned early that by picking up a book, I could take myself out of whatever family crisis I was going thru (and with my family - there was always one), and it's still the easiest, fastest way for me to calm down. I always have at least two or three books that I'm reading (right now I'm working on Blessings of a Skinned Knee and Nuture Shock, both fascinating, and finished up the Harry Potter series last night).
I found the Spenser novels at a yard sale, someone was selling old paperbacks for ten cents, when I was in high school. I LOVED them. Quick, easy reads, well written, great character development - I bought probably ten or fifteen of them, and then went out and found the rest of the series. I followed Spenser from that point on, and was still eagerly waiting for the next installment. I loved his Sunny Randall series, the Jesse Stone series. I'm so sad about his death. He's one of the authors that I'll reread again and again, so incredibly talented...
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