For as long as I can remember, reading has always been among my ultimate passions. I remember when my mom and grandma surprised me with the monthly Snoopy book collection by the wonderfully gifted Charles Schultz. I was so excited when they gave me my first set of books. The package came with a “special gift” that filled my heart with joy – a set of blue Snoopy book ends. I was over the moon to have my very own library. Shortly after, the Golden Books and the Dr. Seuss monthly collections arrived at our door.
My grandma not only taught me how to read, my grandma encouraged me to read. In fact, both of my grandparents fortified my voracity for reading. I have always been surrounded by books, comics and magazines. Reading has always been one of my absolute joys. It became both my sanctuary and my saving grace to escape from the chaos of my childhood when my grandma died.
I love to be swept away by remarkable storytellers to the enchanted lands they create and dazzling writers who spill their innards out on the written page; for me, one of life’s most reflective delights is to open a book and learn from its stirring pages. When I lose myself in a story no matter what form of writing it is, comics, lyrics, memoirs, novels, poems, or scripts; I don’t want to be amazed, I don’t want to understand, and I don’t want to grow…I DEMAND it!
With this segment, I will share some of my favorites, by phenomenal writers who have inspired my soul, revitalized my spirit and touched my heart.
Synopsis: Titania Evans, as elegant as the models in her fashionable boutique… and heartsick. She loves her ex-husband Jeremy who wants an “open marriage” she cannot endure.
Then the dream man of her teens steps back into her life, and she’s suddenly living a mid-summer fantasy. On a bewitching South Pacific island, Acheson Lane appears as a bronzed god of the sea. Titania is his moonlight lady, jeweled with garlands of sea spray–until Jeremy arrives.
Torn, Titania can neither deny her love for Jeremy nor her passion for Acheson. But she must decide…
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