Your first..

Do you remember your first.. the first book you ever fell in love with?

I remember mine. Third grade. In my parent's basement, on an old, navy blue couch, lost for hours while I read my first Laura Ingalls Wilder book... Little House in the Big Woods.

I remember that so vividly. I read and read and read, losing myself in this other world, about this little girl who had a daddy who made them a balloon from a pig bladder and they ate candy made from snow and maple syrup..

Books--the truest form of magic, if you ask me.

Yep, I remember my first book love. It was Laura.

But I wasn't true to her. I gave my heart over and over to so many different writers, to so many different books. After Laura and her world, I found the world of Bunnicula, the world of the Boxcar Children, the world of the Sweet Valley Twins and then Sweet Valley High.

A few years after that, I found the world of fantasy, courtesy of Mercedes Lackey and it was around that time that I found the world of romance, thanks to Rosemary Rogers. Then I discovered Nora Roberts, and Linda Howard and oh, my, my my.

But it all started with Laura Ingalls Wilder, a book my dad gave me. A book that I read on that old navy blue couch down in the basement the year I was in third grade.

So... do you remember your first?

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-Shiloh Walker