
It was hard for me to focus on my poetry read today because so much was happening but, I did manage to read a few and once again, I was looking for the back story so I went to the front of the book and read the introduction. It turns out that for me, I enjoyed her introduction on what made her want to be a writer. She says that it was her love of books and that she was passionate about them. She loved the weight of a book in her lap, the leather binding, the smell of old paper and the smell of ink in new books, she even loved looking at a closed book and wondering what "possibilities" were inside. Now, I can totally relate to that because I share this love with her.
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