I don’t even know how to begin to talk about 2021.
Sometimes I read for joy. Sometimes I read to block out my own thoughts. A lot of the time I was just too tired to read at all.
(more…)I don’t even know how to begin to talk about 2021.
Sometimes I read for joy. Sometimes I read to block out my own thoughts. A lot of the time I was just too tired to read at all.
(more…)What could I possibly write about 2020 that hasn’t already been said? It was a strange year. Add having a baby to the mix, and last year was even further outside of my normal than expected.
The fact that I managed to finish 27 books by year’s end (two more than I planned) makes me happy. I often felt like I wasn’t making the most of my time at home, so exceeding my goal by any amount is a win. Plus, I read 12 of these after my daughter was born – a major accomplishment in any year.
(more…)We’re already well into 2020, and I realize I’ve not yet posted my previous year’s reading list. My mind has been elsewhere the past couple months (we recently moved house and found out we’re expecting our first child later later this year!), hence this less-than-punctual post. But, better late than never.
(more…)Another year of reading is behind me. As always, here’s a list of the books I finished in 2018.
(more…)It’s the most wonderful time of the year– sharing my January to December reading list! (more…)
Even though I mostly avoid scary movies and TV shows, I love true crime and have a fascination with death culture. These obsessions naturally found their way onto my reading list in the form of non-fiction. Real life situations and science appeal to me much more than fiction, mostly because truth is often far stranger than fiction. (more…)
Yesterday I came across an article on Bookriot, in which the author talks about the 12 books he’d give his 12-year-old self (assuming he had a time machine, of course). This got me thinking about myself at that age. I, like the article’s author, was a voracious reader. Most of my friends would beg their parents for video games or CDs or clothes, but I almost always asked for books. (more…)
It’s that time of year again: Time to share my annual reading list. (more…)
It’s that time of year again! Below is my reading list for 2015, plus a preview of what’s in store for next year. (more…)
[Spoiler alert on this post. If you haven’t read Lolita, please do so. It’s a classic for a reason. ]
I read Lolita for the first time in June as part of a classics book club I’ve attended regularly since the beginning of the year. It is definitely a book I wouldn’t have picked up on my own. As much as I love stories of sordid crime, the twisted tale of Humbert Humbert and his child lover always felt too unseemly. (more…)