My earliest reading memory Tolkien's The Hobbit, read around the time of my sixth birthday, when I was home from school with mumps. It turned me from a painstaking decoder of printed letters into someone flying through a new medium. Books have been portals for me ever since.
The book that changed me as a teenager The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K Le Guin, which did things I didn't know were allowed with gender and with the shape of story, and showed me that an imagined setting, a built world, could ring as true narratively as anything observed in the rooms or the streets of this world.
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