Reading is yoga for the brain

I accidentally read Margaret Atwood's The Year of the Flood too fast. Now I have to wait until August 29 for the third book in the series! I feel like a lost soul drifting in the ether and no place to land.

Don't you love it when a story pulls you in and takes you on journey? When it enriches and stretches your imagination?

When I read The Outsiders in 7th grade I was so bummed when it was over, I immediately read it again. And again. Like fourteen times. Yes, that's a bit obsessive.

While I wait for my editor's notes on The City Center, I'm working on the prequel to the series called The New Agenda. I have to say, I'm totally obsessed with the world I've created and I don't want the journey to end. I want to keep going deeper in.

As a writer, we can only hope others will love our writing as much as we love our writing. Who knows, maybe one person out there will read my books fourteen times in a row.

Read on, Goodreads!