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My first romance novel

One of my neighbors died this morning.  I didn’t know her very well, despite living across the street from her for almost 14 years.  I did know that she liked to read Harlequin romance novels.  I know this because she is the person who gave me my first romance novel.  Actually, she gave me a bag full of romance novels.

During my freshman year of high school, my family decided to have a yard sale and I had a table of books that I was trying to sell.  When my neighbor saw me, she brought over a bunch of her books that she didn’t want any more because she did not like to re-read books.  She told me that if I couldn’t sell them that I could keep them and being the God awful salesperson that I am I didn’t sell a thing.  At the time, I wasn’t into reading, having only really read the first Harry Potter book a couple of years earlier, but for some reason I went through those books.  My mother didn’t care what I read as long as it wasn’t a Sidney Sheldon because she said they were too graphic for a 14 year old to read.  Once I picked up that first romance novel, I was a goner.  I read on the bus, in the cafeteria, and waiting for class to begin.  It was a surprise to everyone who knew me because I hated books and was known to write down names of books I hadn’t read in order to get my BookIt pin and the free Pizza Hut pan pizza that went with it.  I was not the girl that got lost in books.  Not like I am now, and I owe that to my neighbor.  May she rest in peace.

Elizabeth

Romance novels have been a part of my life since I was 14 years old and one of my neighbors dropped off a laundry basket full of Harlequins. From that day on, my nose was always in a book. I started my first review site in 2013, but took some time off for personal issues in 2018.

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