Books. Books. Books.
I have been immersing myself in the act of reading for pleasure again. When I think about it, and I mean really think about it, I haven’t taken my time with books. Since middle school, I only read books quickly. When Harry Potter came out, I would get each book and read it in one night. This is true of most books. I am naturally impatient and I will sacrifice sleep, chores, work and food to satiate my need to come to a satisfactory conclusion.

Things have changed though. I bought a Kindle Paperwhite, which allows me to read at night. So now, pretty much every night I wind up reading for about an hour before going to sleep. I’ve forced myself to stop at the beginning of a chapter and leave the book for the following night. I can do it!

I just finished reading Ready Player One and I am about to start Lean In by Sheryl Sandberg.
Ready Player One was awesome. I haven’t immersed myself into a world like that since Harry Potter, actually. Maybe Hunger Games kind of comes close but Ready Player One really pulled me in. Apparently there’s going to be a Ready Player Two, and I will be first in line for that book!

A side effect of reading regularly again is that my vocabulary has expanded and my diction has improved. I am able to express myself more easily and effectively. I’m glad I picked reading back up. For a while there I thought I was getting stupider because I couldn’t say what I meant succinctly. It’s getting better!

Love. Books. <3