My name is Wayne and I’m desperate to talk about books.
And when I say books, I mean all books. The good. The twisted. The scary. The ones that make you cry. The ones that make you scream. The ones you think about months (and years!) after you read the last sentence. The ones about love. The ones about fantastical worlds. The ones about this world. Just… you know what? Just give me all the books.
I was actually a bad reader growing up… and when I say bad, I don’t mean, “that kid is bad, he doesn’t read enough” I mean, “damn*, that kid doesn’t know how to read!” Then, in late high school / early college, everything changed. I discovered Harry Potter. Then J.R.R. Tolkien and Stephen King. I went on adventures with Arthur, Lancelot, and Guinevere in The Once and Future King.
Although I’ve had a few slumps over the years – and I’m still a slow reader – I’ve been consumed with literature my entire adult life. As a painfully introverted Ravenclaw, books are my happy place.