The Gift of Reading
A couple weeks ago, I wrote a post about how my ebooks could now be found in the Kindle Unlimited program. I said I would give away a 6-month subscription to Kindle Unlimited to five of my readers, and all they had to do to qualify was leave a comment on that blog post.
Readers left dozens of comments. Actually, they left hundreds. Some shared stories about what their libraries meant to them growing up, others how they grew up poor but found adventures in whatever books they could find or save up for, and some on how they had to overcome dyslexia to become avid readers.
These comments have moved me to tears several times. I’ve been blown away by them. And so it’s with a heavy heart that I announce that I will not be giving away five 6-month subscriptions to Kindle Unlimited afterall.
I’m giving away twenty.
I tried to pick a mix of long posts and short posts, witty posts and sentimental posts, and I tried to pick based on what sounded like need and enthusiasm. The painful part here is that I couldn’t give everyone 6 months of unlimited reading. I am keeping the winners anonymous, but they are free to comment below if they feel like some congrats and some well-meaning envy.
Thank you all for sharing your stories about what reading has meant to you, what books have meant to you, what your libraries meant to you, and about the incredible parents who instilled a love of reading in their children. This giveaway was never meant to grow into something like this, but it has become one of the best things my blog has ever given back to me. Thank you for that. Happy reading.