I was a huuuuge bookworm as a kid. I literally would read a book as I walked down the halls at school, using my peripheral vision to avoid obstacles. At the height of my R.L. Stine faze, I was reading one Fear Street novel a day. I named my son after a character I have loved since childhood, and I have multiple tattoos celebrating the characters and creatures from books I have boxed up, carted across state lines, and unboxed more times than I can count – books I will NEVER part with EVER. Minima...