I have very specific memories in relation to where I read certain books. If you will humor me, I will share a few of these.
Angie and Me by Rebecca C. Jones – First book that I stayed up late to finish as a child and read under the covers. I was very tired at school the next day.
A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett – I read this book the first time in my bedroom, but the summer after fifth grade, I took a library copy camping with my family. I specifically remember re-reading it for the third time or so on a lawn chair at our campsite.
Lost and Found by Ruby Jean Jensen – I read quite a few of her horror novels while I was in high school, but this was the first. It was the spring of 1991, and I was reading this after school waiting for the road portion of Driver’s Ed to begin. I should have been more social and tried to talk to others, but this book was deliciously scary. I rarely read pure horror anymore (real life events kind of have a way of taking away that desire after a while), but I do like a good ghost story now and then.
The Giver by Lois Lowery – This book came out my freshman year of undergrad (or so.) I spent a friday night reading this book for fun . . . in fact, I stayed up past midnight so that I could finish it.