I’ve been thinking about starting a book blog for a long time. I read a lot- as in a lot, a lot. Whenever I get a spare minute I am reading. Whether I’m waiting in line at the grocery store, sitting five cars back in the pharmacy drive-through, or waiting for one of my children’s ball games to begin, you will find me nose-deep in to a book or my Kindle. This has always been me, books have always been my most constant. Reading is the easiest and most enjoyable way for me to instantly tune out the mundane around me and tune in to something amazing. Growing up I was painfully shy and introverted. Reading was my way of keeping to myself. As an adult I still am an introvert, but I am no longer shy. However, reading is still my favorite way of keeping to myself. No matter what age or what circumstance life has brought, I have always had a book nearby. Books have seen me through vacations, births, long drives (as a passenger), deaths, moves, late-nights, heartbreaks, and more. The sight of particular book has the ability to transport me back to a time or place the same way certain smells can. I not only want to talk about or review books I’ve recently read, but also about books that I read as a kid or teenager. I want to talk about the books I was reading at pivotal points in my life. Really, anything book -related is fair game on here. If you enjoy reading, I hope you’ll enjoy my thoughts and occasional rants. If not, don’t let the door hit you on the way out.
Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers.