I have a confession to make-my adult children aren't big "readers". In fact only one-my oldest daughter-has read all seven Ophelia and Abby. (My youngest daughter's excuse?? She had to live with me while I was writing them, so why should she have to read them, too? I guess she feels I talked a bit too much about the plots while going through my creative process! *g*) And it is a little embarrassing to be an author whose family doesn't read!
I don't know why they don't enjoy reading. I did try to encourage them. When they were little, I read to them and they all grew up knowing how much I loved books, but for some reason, it didn't carry over into their adulthood.
Now I have a second chance with my grandchildren, especially my three oldest grandsons. This weekend, I purchased five Scooby-Doo books; one about aliens; another about dragons; and the last one deals with mummys and Egyptology. (A side note: I also purchased a copy of WITCH WAY TO MURDER. One of the boys had started reading his mother's copy and thought it would be cool to have his very own. Of course as both his grandmother and the author, I was more than happy to comply! His only complaint..."the words are awful little, Grandma." But hey, he's only eight and most of the books he's read up to this point have had a lot of pictures.) After school tonight, I'm also taking the three of them to our new library here in Stuart.
I guess time will tell whether or not I'm successful this second time around. If I am, I feel I'll have given them one of the best gifts a grandmother could give her grandchildren...the love of reading.
Wish me luck!
That's it for this week-see you next Thursday!