i still go to barnes and noble and read the new ones.
but i loved diary of a wimpy kid, captain underpants, dork diaries, geronimo stilton books, magic tree house, ronald dahl books, my weird school, JUNIE B JONES, little critters, amelia bedelia and much more. i still read them from time to time cause it feeds my inner child.
as a young child: Magic Treehouse, The Secrets of Droon, The Boxcar Children (used to tear off the corners of pages and let them dissolve in my mouth, don’t ask me to explain why idk I was a weird kid, but all the boxcar books at my dads house are full of lil nibbles)
middle school: Leviathan series by Scott Westerfled, Leven Thumps, Maximum Ride, Bone graphic novels, various superhero novels
used to read a ton growing up but kind of stopped reading for fun in high school and through college. had a book club for a few years as an adult but been struggling to get back into causal reading regularly
i really loved the lost island of time by paige britt, ive read that book so many times there are little holes in some of the pages from where i held it
i also really loved ivy + bean, along with some graphic novels like rapunzels revenge/calamity jack by nathan hale, and all of the scott pilgrim comics when i was too young to understand them😭
either it’s been imbedded in my dna or it’s the circumstances i was placed in. im somehow always crying during movies when a character is going through something devastating, eyes watering because a song is “so good”, or even silent and trying to soak up the moment because i know i‘ll remember forever.
