"Growing up an only child, books were my constant companions, the sibling that kept me company in a world of adults. I attribute my now terrible eyesight to late nights with my curtain open reading from the light of the street lamp.
"I may have been a kid from South Dunedin, but Connecticut was my home away from home (The Babysitter's Club), I could blow up a bridge using found objects (Tomorrow When the War Began series) and I learned the perils of hard drugs (Go Ask Alice) and puberty (thank you, Judy Blume).
"Lucky Book Club newsletters, the book bus and the library have wonderful book memories for me, as well as the torture of choosing a new book from a bookstore (a rare and joyful occasion!).
"As I got older, repeated gift requests would be from Dunedin University Bookshop's photography or art section. Before a world saturated by the internet, these books were the only references I had for my fine art studies. When I visit my old bookshelves, I come across forgotten gems - their covers flash my memory straight back to how I felt when I read them.