When I set out to learn about my mother's bridge club, the Jewish octogenarians behind the matching outfits and accessories, I never expected to fall in love with them. This is the story of the ladies, their game, their gen, and the ragged path that led me back to my mother.
I started three different books over the weekend and couldn’t commit to any. Is it me or is it Memorex? I think I mentioned that I went off of all social media and was hoping for an instantaneous return of memory and attention span. I think now I have to knock off the Melatonin gummies. I feel like sludge in the morning. I am listening to an horrific story on Audible that is riveting. I’m going to keep going with Jennifer Egan’s The Candy House. I’ll be honest, I was never that kid reading under my covers with a flashlight. I was never that into Harriet the Sky and couldn’t stand Little House on the Prairie. For me, the first book I read that jolted me awake and didn’t let go was In Cold Blood. I read it when I was fourteen. Scarred forever. Bitten, too.
What was the book that got you hooked?
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Betsy Lerner 
The Magus by John Fowles.
Allen!!!!
I loved Judy Bloom’s books when I was young. Some were simple and relatable. Her book, Forever, was a different story. It felt provocative and was all the rage when I was in middle school. We formed secret clubs and passed the book around. I remember we always whispered when we talked about it, even if no one else was around.
Dick and Jane primers. Seriously. As soon as I understood what words strung together in a horizontal line did? I was unstoppable. My parents had to take out a loan to keep me happy in books.
But – in all seriousness, there are so many. I did love the Little House books – read every single one. Then there was The Black Stallion, Call of the Wild – and the first book that made me jerk cry – The Yearling. I was eleven.
I read The Exorcist when I was thirteen. That’s when I became hooked on all sorts of horror, and it also started my obsession with Stephen King.
I’m reading a book now called If You Tell by Gregg Olsen – talk about twisted. I recommend Natrol Melatonin +5-HTP. It’s got 6 mg of melatonin, and what makes it work great (at least for me) is Vit B6, and what they call 5-HTP which is a form of tryptophan. 😴
It was when I read Atlas Shrugged and Gone With The Wind, at the same I realized that no matter my mood or interest two books at once made sense.
Yes, the dismiss of the Clutters was a bitch of a book but it was Helter Skelter that had me drawing the blinds and locking the door.
I don’t know. I cannot remember not reading. Having Richard Halliburton read to us in elementary school was the most subversive. I have lived in 8 states, Italy, France and now Singapore in part because of him. I am Hemingway not Faulkner, of no fixed home address rather than Oxford, MS.
“Time for the Stars” by Heinlein, sometime in the mid to late 50s when I was teenage. Had everything: rockets, monsters, aliens, and telepathy.
“What was the book that got you hooked?”
Harriet the Spy.
And I’m a straight male, so go figure.