Since separating almost three years ago, my leisurely reading has been very limited and very serious. We’re talking non-fiction and self-help only. This was for a couple of reasons. First, the idea of anything make-believe or romantic repulsed me (I guess experiencing infidelity can have that effect). Secondly, I had work to do – not only in terms of piecing me and my life back together, but in terms of rising into the role of single mom of three kids AND my new career as an author. Truly, I felt like Delaine-The-Avid-Reader, who I’d been since I was a teenager, was gone.
But all that changed recently…yessiree, it did. And you can laugh or roll your eyes if you want, but it was all because a friend of mine gifted me Stephanie Meyer’s Twilight Saga Series: Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse and Breaking Dawn. That’s right – this pushing-forty, no-time-for make-believe divorcee got hooked and swallowed by characters and a storyline geared at ’young adults’. (read more here)













