There is definitely a wild thing inside of me. I credit my wild, imaginative side to all the reading I started at a young age.
Tonight I was at the movies and I saw previews for two of my favorites – Where the Wild Things Are and Sherlock Holmes. I remember after reading about Max’s adventures I would look for other books that had won the Caldecott prize. I had no idea what that was but I knew it meant something good. And Sherlock Holmes? He provided me with intrigue, escape and mental challenge.
I think my true literary love affair started with Nancy Drew. I read all of her adventures when I was a kid. I remember taking every single volume out of our school library and Mom bringing me paperback versions when I was having my tonsils removed. At the tender age of 11 all I really wanted was to have Nancy’s blue convertible sports car and strawberry blonde hair
Of course my tastes changed and became more refined. Maybe they got a little wilder too J.
Let the wild rumpus start!