My Abiding Love of Reading #BookLoversDay
Today is designated
Are you a book lover? I sure am. I devour books and can’t sleep without first reading a chapter of whichever book I have on the go. I love reading book reviews and am addicted to the New York Times Book Review podcast.
As a child, I couldn’t read books fast enough and when I discovered libraries I was in seventh heaven. Imagine a place filled with shelves of stories to spark the imagination. Anne of Green Gables was one of my absolute favorite books when I was younger.
And once I’d read all of this series, I fell in love with Susan Coolidge’s What Katy Did series of books. I identified with Katy because she was a tall untidy tomboy, forever getting into scrapes but wishing to be beautiful and loved, which just about summed me up as a child.
I still love libraries and think they are magical places. I even trained as a librarian when I left college – though that career ultimately wasn’t the right one for me, I’ve never lost my passion for libraries.
When I was going through treatment I continued to read books but I was so sick I got no real enjoyment out of it. And because all my senses were heightened, I remember vividly reading a book by Tracy Chevalier and now whenever I see a book cover by her I am transported back to that time – and not in a good way. It’s the same thing with hand cream by L’occitane which I used when I was in the hospital. The smell of it still makes me feel nauseous.
But back to
#NationalBookLoversDay. I think you can tell a lot by a person’s favorite choice of book. I am an eclectic reader but I am positively allergic to chick-lit as I am chick flicks ( I know I should love the Mama Mia movies, but nope not for me). I tend to return most often to crime thrillers, particularly Nordic-noir books. Right now I am reading The Son by Jo Nesbo.
This year my favorite book was Gail Honeyman’s Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine, a moving, inventive story about a young woman set apart from society because of trauma. It was a wonderful read and I highly recommend it.
I remember when book clubs were a thing (are they still a thing?). I loved the idea of them and joined a virtual book club, but I soon realized I didn’t like the pressure to read the book of the month and come up with clever and insightful things to say about it afterward. I discovered that I am a solitary reader. It’s just me and the book and I like it that way.
So how about you? Do you enjoy reading? What has been your favorite book this year? I’d really love to hear about your reading choices. Do let me know in the comments below.