Growing up I didn’t read any books that wasn’t attached to an assignment. I have great parents, but bedtime stories were not a part of my upbringing. Thinking over the years, I do not remember even knowing anyone that read for the joy of it. Naturally I fell right in line with my surroundings. On the other side of things, I have always enjoyed listening to stories that involved the exciting events of urban life.
One day while in the mall I stopped in the bookstore and decided to buy a book called that I heard about on television called “The Coldest Winter Ever”. I was embarrassed at first because I didn’t know my way around the store, and even worst that there was an urban section. After appearing confused a nice young lady showed me the way and directed me right to the book that I was looking for. She went on and on about how great “The Coldest Winter Ever” by Sista Soulja was. Feeding off of this unfamiliar energy towards reading, I immediately began reading the book on the bus ride home.
To my surprise the book was so captivating that I could not put it down! I must admit she was absolutely right! I eventually read all of Sista Soulja’s books, and even fell in love with the writings of other urban novelist such as Omar Tyree, and Terry Woods. One day I want to write at least one book that is half as good as the works of the prior two authors. There are many other writers that I enjoy but those two are my absolute favorite.
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