I'm trying something a little new here. Once a month I thought I would dedicate a post to the book I have most recently finished reading. I love reading and always have done. I managed to make myself severely short sighted by reading under the bedclothes with a torch when I was little and ended up with thick, heavy glasses from the ages of about 10 to 16. I am also a very fast reader - on a 2 week beach holiday it has not been unheard of for me to finish 16 books (Kindle, you are a lifesaver on the luggage allowance!).
So that is the plan. I want to catalogue my reading exploits here, find new authors to love and worlds to explore. I want to lose myself in adventures in far off lands and travel to places born from another's imagination. I want new characters to scream at and cheer on and want to hold my breath with barely constrained excitement as my eyes flicker over the page as fast as I dare to find out what happens next.
I want to lose myself in ink and paper, the sound of a newly cracked spine and that scent of words and stories that only real books can provide (sorry Kindle, you come up short here). The fragrance of a library or bookstore, especially one filled with antique books, is like no other on earth.
Hopefully you will like this addition to the blog. I won't be reviewing - I'm not a reviewer but I will just be open and honest about my opinions. I hope you will too.