When people ask you why you read so much, what is your answer?
Hmmm…that really hasn’t happened to me in a long time, years even. My friends and co-workers all know I do this blogging thing so it doesn’t come up. Thinking back tho, I believe my standard answer was something along the lines of…it’s my addiction. For some it’s substances, sex, music, video games, etc. Mine just happens to be books. You want me to dig deeper?
I like being transported to different places and times. I like being in other people’s heads, feeling their emotions. I like reliving first kisses, touches, sexy times…I like having endless new boyfriends that make me laugh, fascinate me, perplex me, and yes…even make me cry sometimes.
What about you? Do people ever ask you that, and if so, what do you say?