Welcome to Booked on a Feeling — because the best stories start at your library.
My earliest memories of reading involve sitting on the heater vent, under a blanket, and listening to my older brother read The Cat in the Hat or Green Eggs and Ham. I remember being fascinated with how he could recognize sight words and use phonics to sound out words he…
For the first six years of my life, I lived in the middle of nowhere on the Crow Reservation. My dad taught in a one-room schoolhouse serving local ranch families. I loved where I lived. My house was mostly quiet and afforded me ample time to think and imagine. Outside…