Step Into My Shoes..

I am reading "Bridge Burning and Other Hobbies" by Kitty Flanagan at the moment. But what I'm reading has nothing to do with this post, where and how I'm reading it has everything to do with the reason I'm sitting down to write today. I'm reading this book with an app on my phone. And I have been reading books on my phone for over a year now. The reason? A big fat juicy convenience. If you were to ask my reading preference a year ago, I would have told you, without missing a heartbeat, that I preferred reading paperbacks more than ebooks. Today, I wouldn't be so fast in answering that question. When I first started reading on the onset of my teenage, the only reading option I ever had was whatever I could get from the library at school. My parents never bought us books out of the school curriculum. Even though I went to one of the biggest schools in my country, and even though the library there used to feel massive, I had pretty much been through mo...

I have a few confessions to make regarding my reading habits: I am a very picky reader, I don't usually read Indie books, I go mostly for Best Sellers or Award Winning ones, I rarely remember the name of the author of the books I've read, I mostly forget the name of the characters of the books, and I most definitely forget the story line of the book. And I don't even read hundreds of books a year. Before buying a book, I make sure I check the ratings. Check what people have said. Check if the book is going to be worth my time. Praises aside; and there are always praises for the books on the covers, at the backs and even right after you open them, I feel the need to see how other 'people' enjoyed the books, not 'The Times' or 'Washington Post'. And the range of things people have to say about books is pretty impressive. And since I rely so much on reviews, I have started leaving some of my own on a website dedicated to book lovers (Goodr...

"When was the last time I finished a book, I ask myself. If I don't check my goodreads account, I don't really remember. I know the last book I finished reading is "Anne of the Island". This I know because, being the narcissist that I am, I check my facebook profile one too many times and it's just there for me to not-remember. I know many people in my life know or remember me as that "bookworm". I am currently 'reading' "Long Way Down" and I think I begun reading it quite a while ago. It's not a bad book. Indeed it is a rather interesting one, one that the two-years-ago or really, one-year-ago me would have devoured in the matter of days. And then before this one and after Anne, I tried my hands on two books. I put them down, never to read again." I started working on this piece of blog probably in January (that is the time frame I have set for "Long Way Down" in my goodreads account) and then I just de...

When they said, "Don't grow up, it's a trap", I laughed at them. I thought being a grown up was the coolest thing ever. Who in their right mind would want to go back to being a helpless child who has to depend upon someone or the other for every other thing in their lives. I was happy being an adult. I was glad I was among the responsible half of the world who could make their own decisions and get to go places, do things, meet people without having to get permissions from nobody. Yeah, I was glad I was an adult.  But then I came in terms with the reality. Being an adult has its pros and its cons. Pros are the things I listed out earlier but there are more cons than I would like to admit. If my younger self were to see what I have turned into, the things that I have had to do in the name of being an adult then I'm not sure she would like me one bit.  Just recently I realised, I have been reading these realistic kind of books that are narrated by middle a...