To me, a good book is one I don’t want to stop reading. It engages. I’ve read a lot of literary high brow books in my life, but I don’t especially enjoy it. I’ve read a lot of nonfiction on social justice topics, but I don’t especially enjoy it. What I really enjoy is a good mystery, something that drags me along with well-defined characters and a fascinating plot.
Please use the open space below to share your first 50 words on the topic “a good book.”
First 50 Words - Prompts for Writing Practice 
A good book is addictive and like an addict you want more. When you have to work in the morning and it is now after midnight you convince yourself to read just one more chapter and then another and another…
A good book is like a beloved friend .
You keep coming back for a re-read , again and again . You memorise passages , and incidents . The characters live , breathe with you.
They do not just live in the print .
You are a spectator to the story , unfolding in the arena of your consciousness , like a battle being watched from the side lines , like a meadow of your dreams , like a song sung from the depths of your soul.
It lives with you , and is probably bequeathed (one would hope so, ) to your kids as you recount “Adventures of Tom Sawyer /Huckleberry Finn ” or Enid Blyton’s Famous Five to sleepy eyed kids drifting into dreamlands of their own.
I’ve always loved reading books from early on in my life. It may have begun when I went on a “vacation” to my paternal grandmother’s apartment. I not only took a special bubble bath and afterwards donned my Uncle’s soft white T-shirt as a nightshirt, but cuddled up in the big soft bed under the fluffy white comforter with my grandmother. She then would read “Bambi.” In the quiet of the night with only the infrequent sound of the trolley car’s bells going up or down her hilly street I fell in love with the story. That must have been when I fell in love with books. They have been a part of my life through so many stages. I’ve pretty much never missed a night getting into bed to read a book before falling sleep. Books have inspired me. They have introduced me to new worlds. I have magically traveled to lands I would have never seen. To eras in which I’ve never lived. To so many kinds of people. They have taught me; kept me company; opened up my mind. I have laughed and cried. I have never felt alone with a good book in my hands. Even now with a Kindle in my hands only to avoid a light keeping my husband from sleeping, I still prefer the best stories in hard cover books. The smell and feel of books. Aaah! The only stores this woman enjoys are books stores!
Have you tried Stephen King?