Confessions of a Bookaholic

When it comes to books, I have a bit of a problem: I can’t go into a bookstore without coming out with a book or ten. The other day, I passed by Barnes & Noble on my way home from work, and came out with no less than six books. I told myself that it was in preparation for summer. I’m planning a week-long vacation to South Beach, Miami, with a friend, and a pile of books belong to the most basic packing. Since I’m writing on a mystery novel for teens (with a food theme, of course!), I also came up with the excuse that the mystery novels in my book bag was really research material. But it might be time for me to admit that I probably have a problem…


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