Since then I have struggled to even get a quarter of the way through any book that I've opened. I can't even attribute this to lack of time or sleep. It's more a case of not actually making the time for myself and this has become a very bad habit. No more I say, no more!!!
Reading relaxes me and transports me to wherever the books is based. I become one with the characters and almost end up feeling attached to them. It's a beautiful sense of freedom and walking into a bookstore and browsing for an hour or so is still one of my favourite things to do. The smell and touch of a new book is something very special to this world.
As part of my bucket list for 2012 I have made a list of 11 paperbacks that I want to read this year. These are made up of classics, some very modern writers, South African authors and one biography.
Please excuse my round, squidgy and slanted writing. I type more now that I write. I am sure that someone would just love to analyse it and I'd be very interested in what they have to say.
As my husband bought me a Kindle, I thought it only fair that I read one Kindle book and then alternate with a paperback. I'll either keep the paperbacks when I am done or give them to a friend or charity shop.