The crickets freeze, the birds stop in mid-flight, the clouds forget to drift across the sky, the walls around me vanish and there’s only the story. I snuggle into the couch and turn the crisp white page. And then I’m off; I float across another world or stroll through a faraway city, connected to characters woven from someone else’s imagination. Hours pass in minutes. It’s better than chocolate or almost as satisfying, it’s part of why I want to keep my human brain and not turn into a digital file, (until I’m really old), it’s, in a word, flow. Blimmin brilliant!
There’s laundry to be done, dishes to be washed, meals to be cooked, carpets to be cleaned, minds to be nurtured, but why should I miss out on this brain chocolate that makes me so happy and absorbed? If anything, I want more of it because I really need it after a day of “play with me now!” and “I want a biscuit!’ and “I don’t want a bath!”
I read all sorts of books – a juicy novel with a literary shine to it, genre fiction especially sci-fi, books on psychology or self-development and of course, a pixie-dusting of poetry here and there. I even like kids’ books and young adult fiction. I love a good story,
inspiring characters, weird words, escapism and beating the odds.
I’ve set a goal to read at least 12 books this year – that’s one a month. Doable, right? So far, I’m steaming through them. Each new book is a buzz in my mind that makes me fall in love with reading all over again. When I finish a book, I just want to talk about how much I liked it, how good the writing was, or what bothered me about it. This impulse to share my thoughts has led me to write several book reviews, which you can check out here. Happy reading!