Growing up, I always loved reading. I mean, you could catch me for hours at a time with my nose in a series of books. Even after coming home from a long day of school and doing all the book work that it entails, including my homework in the evening, I would still want to do more reading; just for fun. I would often fall asleep with 10+ books in my bed because one of my favorite things to do was to interchange between a variety of books, reading whatever I was inclined to at the moment before blissfully drifting off to sleep. I was a huge bookworm, that was my thing and as a result I had such a great imagination and an amazing ability to write. But to be honest, I haven’t delved that deep into books in a looong time; probably about 10 years to be exact.
The last time I actually read a book and finished it was close to 3 years ago! So what happened? How did this book lover suddenly neglect that love for so many years? Well it all started when High school rolled along. Once the book work amplified like it did, I just had no time for reading. I often stayed up till 3 in the morning just to get my homework done and most of the time, it still somehow wouldn’t be complete. So with working non stop on school work and with no time to even consider having a hobby or to even get a solid night’s sleep, any extra reading just went right out the window. I had no time or energy for it. Once I finished with schooling, I quickly got married and had a baby. While my daughter was still in the baby stage, I again had barely enough time or energy for any reading. But now that my girl is 3.5 years old and very much independent, I now find that after all these years I finally have extra time for my literary endeavors.
I’ve just started reading Pride and Prejudice (which is embarrassing to say considering it’s a classic). I decided to just start with a tried and true book since I had no idea where to start. As a side note, I just can’t believe how much brain power it takes to read. To focus all your attention on one thing, to picture the scene, and to decipher the advanced language that is being used; and to think that I used to do that all so effortlessly as a kid! It’s so sad to think, but for a while when I could’ve read a book, I opted instead to watch videos because it was just the easier thing to do, it didn’t required no effort at all. Now my mind is really being challenged to work harder and use my imagination once again.
I want to start a series here where I review books that have films based on them. Then I want to also review the movie and talk about how true it was to the book and which one I preferred. From my experience, the book is always better than the movie but who knows, maybe I’ll come across a movie that will change my mind.
Tell me, what do you guys think? Are you trying to learn to love reading again or is it a love you’ve never strayed from? And how do you feel about me starting the movie and book review series? I think it’ll be fun. It’ll be something I can really see myself enjoying and I hope you guys will too. Please give me your book recommendations down below too. I’m in desperate need of some.
Hope you enjoyed!