To celebrate World Book Day today, I'm going to share with you one of my favorite bookish stories.
The year was 1995, I was 12, and my dad had just passed away from cancer. As you can imagine, I was a hot mess. I was confused and angry, and I fell into a deep depression. I wore nothing but Notre Dame sweatshirts and sweatpants in a symbolic last ditch effort to feel a connection with my dad.
My only lines of escape were ballet...and reading.
I had started to get into the Fantasy genre with Philip Pullman and Ursula Le Guin, but hadn't read much of anything outside of that. Then one day, my mom and I went to Goodwill. She bought me the entire Shannara series by Terry Brooks.
I devoured the series, and it changed my life in many ways. Terry's writing let me escape while learning to face my grief. His books were what got me hooked on Fantasy, and he has remained my greatest inspiration throughout my career as an author.
It's incredible to think that such a simple act from my mom had such a huge impact on my life. Although the memory was born out of tragedy, I look back at it with fondness and gratitude.
Books truly are magic, and I am honored to be able to share some of that magic with you, just like Terry did with me 24 years ago.
Now it's your turn! What's your favorite bookish memory? Share in the comments!