The Reading Gene

It’s weird how the reading gene gets passed around in families.  My mother and older sister and I are avid readers, as are my sister’s two youngest.  However, her oldest and my younger sister almost never pick up a book. 

 

Of course, we all read different things.  Mom likes historical novels, especially romances.  She won’t read anything where someone is driving a car or answering a phone.  My sister reads a lot of suspense like Michael Connelly, Michael Crichton, and Lisa Jackson.  She’s also a sci-fi buff.  I think she’s read all of the Star Trek books at both of the nearest library systems.  Her children mostly like fantasy stuff such as Goodkind, Brooks, and Jordan.

 

There are, however, some places we overlap.  I like historical novels, too, so I read some of the things Mom reads, though I can’t stand a few of her favorite romance writers.  My sister and I both love Anne and Todd McCaffrey, Anne Rice, and Jean M. Auel.  My nephew and I both read Christopher Moore, and my niece and I read J. R. Ward and Chelsea Quinn Yarbro.  So we are all forever stealing each others’ library books. 

 

Oh, and my pet book peeve is dog-earring.  My niece and nephew have a habit of this, but they learned early that they DO NOT dog-ear my books.