Am I the only one who saw myself in every protagonist?
Who wondered how I could feel such solidarity with a fictional character?
She might be a princess, an orphan, or a little girl on the prairie.
What does an average 20th-century girl have in common with these?
And in coming to know them I came to know myself.
When was the last time you read a story
and let yourself be in that story?
Why not allow yourself to be the hero
of a story again?
Maybe in experiencing another story
you’ll come to better understand your own.