Funnily enough, I've read two of the books that were bestsellers the week I was born: Master of the Game by Sidney Sheldon and The Prodigal Daughter by Jeffrey Archer. I was a sucker for the big, sprawling epics about rich families in my adolescence. I was a strange child.
Also strange? The fact that my grandmother was the one who introduced me to Sidney Sheldon. If you've ever read him, you know how awesome/gobsmacking the notion of a grandmother giving her grandson Sidney Sheldon to read at ten or twelve years of age is. I have a cool grandmother.
(Via The Hairpin)
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