Passion for ...'The Book'

I remember in high school an old friend once told me that when we were friends in our elementary years she remembered that I could not keep my nose out of a book.  At that time I did not think she knew what she was talking about because I did not read much during that time and my passions were with other things life had to offer. 

I graduated from high school and went to college wanting to perform music.  Unfortunately, if destiny may have it, a professor who did not know how to relate to students yet had a Masters Degree in music, sent me crying to my dorm because I was worthless at music.  When I thought of music I thought that I could reach the stars and inspire someone.  I used to be able to play the piano by ear, that is until Mr. Masters Degree showed up.

Afterwards I just accepted that this was not the way for me to go.  I went home and by my Mom's advice tried hair.  To this day I still have my Cosmetology License, but I don't want to do hair because there is too much drama behind the chair.  Not only do I not get paid the same as a therapist to listen to the customers issues, but then there is the gossip from the women that dominate this industry.  In time you don't care about what the other girls did and need to escape the verbal vomit before you are sucked in too deep.  (Yes, ladies you all know this is true so don't deny it.)

Since then my life has moved forward and here I am back to the books, but taking it a bit further as to write.   If you can't tell the publishing industry is taking a hit due to new electronic devices that can upload your specific book request within minutes.  I wonder if these same people understand the appreciation from which these devices evolved, the actual book. I love going to the library (no matter how sad the collection) and sifting through the books.  The smell and the feeling that in these 100 or so pages can take you anywhere your heart desires and for FREE. I've been to North Carolina a few times, tweeted with an author in New York, time traveled to the 18th century, etc. I obviously don't like to just sit and do nothing :)

It's all in the experience, the learning, and the knowing that somewhere somehow you have more in the palm of your hands than any gas tank can take you. Kinda makes you feel like God a little bit by holding so much in your hands, huh?