by Eva Marie Everson @EversonAuthor
When I was about 14 years old, I read a book my mother had forbidden me to read when I was 11, which was the age I turned the year it released. But at 14, the book showed up as a 4-for-a-dollar deal in my Scholastic monthly newsletter.
So, after paying my dollar, Mr. & Mrs. Bo Jo Jones (along with three other forgotten paperbacks) went home with me.
I devoured that book. I read it, literally, once a month. I could just about quote it. It was this book that led me to a determination to become a writer, although I kept that goal and dream to myself.
