Revisiting Old Books

I was a voracious reader growing up. I still am, but it has nothing on how fast I chewed through story after story when I was a kid. I would go to the library and easily fill a bag with twenty books, then finish three or four within a day or two.

And lately, I’ve reread some books from back then. The pulpy fun novels that got me into the stories I now write myself.

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