Read to Write
Books are the spice of my life, as it is for many. I read everything. Newspapers are daily fodder. Nothing escape my clutches; old magazines at the barber’s, paper bags made from old newspapers and magazines from the grocers’, wrap-around old newspapers from the vegetable vendor, old books with the pavement seller. To read is to breathe.
I took to writing. What I wrote was influenced one way or the other by what I was reading. Books gave me knowledge. Life experience. I had my opinions. It all showed in my writing. I had stories to tell. Because I was reading, I was learning how to tell them. I was no longer racing through the pages…



