Someone referred to me the other day as someone who blogs about books and I suppose that had me puzzled. I do blog about books, but hadn't really realised just how much I blog about them until I looked back at my blog myself.
You see the thing is that books are a big part of my life and always have been. As a child I used to look forward to bedtime as that was when I could curl up with a book and enter a whole new world. When I started this blog I was commuting into London daily and had loads of time on the train to read and was getting through books at quite a rate. Since Little Miss C came along my reading has slowed down a fair bit, but I still find myself looking forward to having a bit of time at the end of each day with a book.
Books to me are a mix of escapism and education. I love finding myself absorbed in other people's worlds and learning all about them. Just looking at my bookcase I find myself all excited about the hundreds of different adventures that they hold – some that I'm familiar with and others that I'm still to explore. As I walk past bookshops I'm drawn in and can't help but pick up books. Handle them, read the back cover and possibly a few pages from inside to get a little taste of the secrets the pages hold.
When I've read a good book I also want to share it with someone and I guess that's where this blog comes in. I don't have time for a local reading group or similar at the moment, yet I do like to find out what other people thought of a book too. Often I search online for other people's blog posts about a specific book, or I read the review comments on sites like Amazon. Some people say that technology is stopping people reading. I think otherwise. There are so many discussions about books going on online and I find myself learning about new authors and titles by reading around the books that I have on my bookcase. I just hope that some of you reading this find what I have to say about what I'm reading useful and interesting too.