When I first conceived of the idea of starting a blog, it was because all I wanted to do was write about all the books I read, to create my own magical world, and then share them with the world. Now that I have actually begun to write my blog, I realise it’s much more than that. I want to find people like me that I can swap experiences with on the great books they have read, who love to read and explore new worlds and be exposed to new experiences. I know I am not the only one that goes through books at a lightning pace, only to find that when I have run out of books to read (always way too soon), I need to buy more just to satiate my voracious appetite. In order to avoid the horror of being sans reading material, I make sure that I always have at least three books by my bedside, waiting to be opened and enjoyed.
I buy books from anywhere I can, online, markets, second-hand bookstores, and every time I walk past a bookstore – well, I never just walk past! I always come out with at least three books , and a mental list of other stories I want to read. My husband despairs as I have run out of space in my house to store them, there are books everywhere! You see, I could NEVER throw or give books away, as I always re-read my books. I dip in and out of them as and when I need another fix on other worlds, lives, and emotions, worlds that have become old friends to me. I still have books from when I was a girl – and yes I still delve into those magical places after 30 odd years! Books keeps me going between my own travels to see and experience all the wonderful places that I have read about.
I am eternally grateful to all those authors, publishers, and booksellers out there, who have made my life so rich from a very young age, and continue to do so. The ability to dip into other’s imaginations, and make them my own in my head, is priceless. Long may it continue.