My name is Courtney Taylor, and I’m a bookaholic.
Now, now. Before you start wondering what that is and why I would want to call myself that, let me explain to you a thing.
Being a bookaholic isn’t exactly a bad thing. It’s just not healthy at times. Like when you throw a book out of your window, shattering the window and causing the book to land on your 70-year old neighbor’s head.
But that was just one time.
Books just . . . get me. They understand pain and struggles. The characters inside live these lives that no one can imagine. It hurts to watch them struggle through their problems, prideful and stubborn. Why? Well, I guess it depends on the reader, really. But for me, it’s because I see myself in them. I know that they would be me. And it hurts.
But there are also joys when reading. Like when your OTP (AKA, One True Pairing) does something so fluffy and cute, you could almost die. Then you just want to slide onto the floor while screeching like a pterodactyl.
Read the 2nd part of Katelyn’s story for the “Reading Rocks” writing contest next Thursday at 12:30 PM EST.
Congrats again to Katelyn for being the second winner of Voice4Society and Hope Alive Ministry’s first ever annual writing contest.