My Reading Room

I love to read. Anyone who knows me well, knows that I generally have an ever changing stack of books on my night table.  I picked up this wonderful habit in childhood and it has never left me.  I speak about the importance of reading in my interviews.   

I was warned not to read while writing, which would mean I would never compose a written word again!  Yes, books influence us and quite frankly, now that I have one book on the market I do read with a more critical eye, but I still love a good story. I feel that reading has made me a better writer and I appreciate a novel so much more, now that I know the time and talent that goes into creating a good story. 

I thought I might post a post a photo of my favorite reading place during the summer months.  It is the tiny deck off of our bedroom.  My husband says it reminds him of a secret garden.  "Your special place" he calls it and I have to agree.  I love to sit there with a glass of ice tea or at night, a glass of wine and read.  I can turn off the neighbors lawn mower, or the late afternoon  traffic up and down my street.  While in my secret place I can turn the pages of my novel and fall into the world of the words on the page. 

It is truly magical.  Where do you kick up your heels and settle in with a good book?  I would love to know.