Lost in a good book...

Ok, my mind is kind of on The Eyre Affair, hence the title, and Jane Eyre, which this is kind of about.

So in the lecture today, the lecturer woman said she'd "grown up on Jane Eyre."* Wow, there's an English lecturer for ya. Then she said that she'd read it "oh, at least a dozen times since she was ten years old." Now let me tell you, even if she read if once a year since she was ten years old, she's still missing about forty readings of it.
I have read it at least five times since I was ten years old. Does that mean I grew up on it?

Lost in her own imagination, I think.

*She also asked if any of us did - um, no, we grew up on Sweet Valley and the Babysitters Club.