This blog is becoming more about noticing how fast my life is whipping by than it is about books. Six months since my last post. Um, well, I’ve read a few…(looking around room at stacks of books piled everywhere, walls lined with overflowing bookshelves) If only I could remember…
Thus we are brought tidely back to the original purpose of this blog: to help me remember the books I’ve read and what I thought of them.
No tag for this post.You might have asked yourself this, if there is a you out there reading. I mean, why go through all the work of setting up a blog and website if you’re not gonna post?
Simple: stage fright. I’ve kept notebooks of book reviews for years on and off. I like doing them because they force me to slow down and think about a book after I’ve read it instead of just reaching for the next one like an out of control reading junkie (which I freely admit I am.) The problem is, once I set up the blog, I realized other people might read it!!!! Why that didn’t occur to me before is a mystery. So I began freaking out. My god I’m just going to dribble on and say really boring inane things and I might even start using really big words to prove that I’m intelligent and then I’ll really sound like an idiot with pretensions and no original thoughts, etc., etc., etc.
You get the idea.
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