Telliesmingus’s Weblog

Let’s see.. I think the best way to start this is at the beginning.

My love affair with books began when my mother and grandmother read to me. I heard all of the traditional nursery rhymes and children’s stories and I loved them all. I began to use my imagination and created my own stories in my mind. I dreamed up heroes and villains with elaborate plots that were set in exotic locations. I worked out the dialogs whenever I had time to myself. I would have been embarrassed if anyone had overheard me giving a very moving speech to an army on the verge of defeat. I leaned mostly towards fantasy and science fiction but also dabbled in horror. I never tire of reading a good book even if it’s my fifth or sixth time doing so. Some of my favorite books are so worn and earmarked that I worry they might fall apart.

I read mostly fiction but am open to any genre if it’s well written and interesting. In fact, as a child I had my own subscription to National Geographic! I would lay in bed and read them when I was supposed to be napping. I remember at one point I wanted to get a job working for their magazine. The funny thing is that I wanted to be one of their photographers, not a writer. I guess back then writing didn’t seem to be a very exciting profession. I have changed my mind many times since then about the path my life would take. The one thing that I knew would never change was my love of books.

I began writing poetry when I discovered Maya Angelou. The first time I heard one of her poems was on television. It may have been on an Oprah episode but I’m really not sure. She recited a poem that moved me to tears. It was titled ,”I rise”. I immediately began writing my own poetry, some of which has been published but I will never claim to be as talented as Maya.

I will continue to read until I am unable to do so.. although I can’t imagine that happening and don’t want to. I would like more than anything to share my thoughts on the books I read with others.