Have you ever just wandered about a book you once read, perhaps in your childhood, and you suddenly find yourself connecting with that author again? It’s quite a surreal experience. It’s happening to me right now – the book is The Chocolate War by Robert Cormier and I’ve decided that I am going to try and read as many of his books as I can for the 2019 new year Goodreads book challenge. I’m going to start now though because I promised myself I would try and read more (not as a new year’s resolution, just in general).

Reading used to be one of my favourite things to do. I don’t know why I stopped doing it and I don’t remember just stopping like it was something that I did without realising it. But like writing, reading is something that gives me great comfort and pleasure. When I am reading a book I love, there are very few things in life that are better. Perhaps that makes me sound a little sad… but perhaps my simplistic life style is just that, simple. I don’t ask for much in life to be honest, I am in general, a relatively happy person. I have had years of depression so I know what it’s like to feel happy to be alive and that is who I am now.

Have you thought about who you are and if you’re happy in your own skin? What about books you’ve read that you always seem to remember? Do you have any recommendations for me? Any special books that you just couldn’t put down, that you’ve read a dozen times over? Tell me about them, I’d love to know 🙂