As far back as I can remember I have always been an avid reader. I can remember begging my Mum to read me just one more chapter before I had to go to sleep – and okay, that was mostly because as a child sleep and I did not co-exist easily. Books have been an important part of my life for as long as I can remember. If you asked me to pick between food and a good book, I would undoubtedly pick the book – what’s food to a good read?
I’ve spent a lot of time reading lately. Mostly in an attempt to ignore the fact that I have an essay due in a months time on Robinson Crusoe & Foe – did I mention I am doing a part-time English Masters with the OU? – and partly because there have been some books published by favourite authors and I’ve been bored. Bored + Becki = Reading. Not always, but most of the time.
Don’t worry if you don’t hear from me again until mid-June, I will be essay writing – or more probably procrastinating about essay writing. Still, I may try to get in a review or two, we’ll see.