I was around four years old when I learned to make the alphabet tell me stories. Since then, I’ve been a voracious reader. My small village’s library had a limited selection of books, but I read everything on their shelves. If the book had sentences strung together, I would read it. I still read just about everything: literary fiction, women’s fiction, chic-lit, sci-fi, paranormal, urban fantasy, erotica, thriller, mystery and tons of non-fiction and memoirs. It’s the characters of a book that hook me. I don’t have to like them, but I have to care about their emotional lives or …