My rediscovery of books

Yes, it had to be rediscovered. Something I'm sure must horrify some of you.

I used to read. Don't know why I stopped, but I did. I tried reading again a couple of years ago, but people would come to me with "Oh, this is the best book ever, it's so funny" and I wouldn't find it funny. Or I would not be able to get past the first chapter.

The whole experience taught me that I do not like being disappointed, more than most. I get really upset. And so I stopped reading books, because I could not bare to start reading a crap book.

Well, I got over that. I realised I just had to grab a book and start reading it. If it's bad, I don't need to finish it.

But then I realised I have one more problem: I don't like second hand books. And I particularly don't like Library books, they are all kinda sad? Borrowing books from friends is OK, because you know where they've been and they normally have been well maintained. But a Library book, ag, the stuff gets dropped in water, people with issues draw lines over swear words, stuff like that.

I'm happy to say that I've found the solution: I buy at least 1 new book every month. I'm much happier in Exclusive Books than I've ever been in a library.

Oh, and although I don't see myself as a superficial person (I'm not), I've realised I do judge a book by it's cover. Maybe it's the interior designer in me that always sees the potential of a book as a piece of the puzzle: it's going to lie on the coffee table or next to my bed or sit in the bookcase, so it needs to look like it belongs. You know?

Now that I'm reading again, I've had the *absolute* pleasure of reading 3 really good books recently. I'll share some more info with you soon, and hope to share many book reviews with you. I just finished my latest read last night, and can not wait to start Marita van der Vyver's new release.

What are you reading right now?

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