BookTrib is Curious . . .and sometimes we have questions for authors that are not about what they write, or why they write, but are quirky questions inspired by having read their work.
What was your favorite childhood book and why?
I can’t remember how many Nancy Drew novels I read as a kid, but I do remember going to the library and checking out every title I could get my hands on. I must not have been the only one—often my name was on a waiting list. The library card in the pocket inside the back cover was filled with the cursive script of the names of those avid fans and readers who I knew had gone before me.
Nancy was intrepid. She had a good head on her shoulders. She was successful in her own right. I suspect it was Nancy who inspired me to do whatever I set my mind to. That’s what she did. Even when she got into trouble or was puzzled, she knew how to find her way out. When faced with danger she found a way to solve the dilemma at hand and emerge triumphant.
As a kid, I was nothing like Nancy. In fact, when I went away to a weeklong summer camp, I didn’t even make it away from home for 24 hours. Before nightfall I fainted for the first and only time of my life… and then I developed a rash over much of my body. I spent the night in the nurse’s cabin. The next morning my mom came and kindly took me home.
At that young age I did not have the aplomb of Ms.—it wasn’t until years later that any of us would have called her a Ms.—Drew. Her intrepid courage was a model of the possibility of exploration. Her strength, smarts, and spirit must have crept in enough to inspire a certain intrepidness in me. These were the necessary skills that allowed even someone like me to so adventurously explore the inner dimensions of how the mind and this world work.
I now know that Nancy’s tales were penned by a series of ghostwriters. My fondest thanks go out to each one of those authors who brought life to my first heroine.