As a kid, I was hooked on the usual: Nancy Drew, Amelia Bedelia, The Boxcar Children, Anne of Green Gables, etc. I grew up in a tiny town and spent many hours trudging down to the library, browsing through books, checking out a stack, and lugging it home. The walk down to the library was a breeze - all downhill. With my arms full of books, the trek back home was a little more difficult. It was worth it, though, to be able to visit the library whenever I could, without waiting for my parents to chauffeur me.
Even though it wasn't the cool thing to do, I still read voraciously as a teenager. My tastes tended toward mysteries and horror at this point. I remember my Dad raising an eyebrow at all the sinister-looking novels his good little girl was bringing home. Perhaps that's why he introduced me to Mary Higgins Clark. Her clean mysteries kept me up way past my bedtime on numerous occasions!
I also loved to write as a child, composing cheesy little stories and even submitting work for publication in national magazines. I laugh now at my naivete. In high school, I spent many, many hours writing and editing articles for the newspaper and yearbook.


I started Bloggin' 'bout Books as a way to record what I was reading. Back then, I had exactly three readers: my husband, my mom, and my sister. One day, I was trolling the Web for reading recommendations and stumbled across A Patchwork of Books. Amanda had dozens of links to other book blogs on her site - I started clicking around, and a whole new world opened up to me. Suddenly, I was part of the big, exciting book blogosphere. I love being a part of it. I've "met" tons of wonderful people, read books I otherwise wouldn't have, chatted with lots of authors, and have just had a good ole time. I love what I do!