One of my favourite pastimes is to bury my head into a book. I love taking the opportunity to escape into another world where I can leave all my worries behind and immerse myself in the drama of another place, another time, fall in love with new people and be wary of new enemies. I also sometimes like to delve into non-fiction works and increase my knowledge and learn new skills. If I can gain one new thing from a non-fiction book and apply it to my life, then it was all worth it.
To be honest I think my love of reading began as soon as I was able to read. As a child I was constantly found to have a book in my hand. I believe this passion as a child is what lead me to having a "highly creative imagination" as one teacher put it. Unfortunately in my 20's my love of reading fell from my list of priorities as I was too busy with an exhausting social life. But once that was out of my system and I met Hubby and started setting up house, I found myself reaching out for a book to pass away a rainy afternoon.
Now I often have 2 or 3 books going at once, and I squeeze in reading whenever I can, waiting for an appointment or in line, at lunch when the conversation gets a little too gossipy for me. Given my love of books, I thought I might put a few up on my blog every now and then, when I read one that makes a real impact on me. Those books are the ones that get to stay in my 'library' and aren't sent out to be recycled. And yes most of the books I read are paperback and not electronic (although my Kindle books are increasing). Because curling up on the couch on a Sunday morning with my coffee and my boys, soaking up the sun and loosing myself into a book just isn't the same with my Ipad. There is just a little more magic with my head in a (paper) book.
