I have always enjoyed a good story. For most of my life, those stories have unfolded upon a screen, be it the magnificent screen of a theater or its puny sibling, the television. These screens fed my mind for much of my childhood, and they still do, though now I strive to dine upon the printed word. For so long, the secrets tattooed upon parchment held minimal sway over my mind. It wasn’t until I grew older, more willing, that the words pulled me deeper into their embrace, and I tightened my grasp upon their pages.