Yes, yes, I know some cynics out there will be saying this is just another mediocre no-brainer blog eating up precious cyberspace - but I don't really care okay? Besides it's much easier for me to file something on the Internet, with pre-sorted labels and all, rather than put it down on paper and misplace the notebook and start all over again. And if I'm really unhappy with the way things tuirn out I can always just delete the whole thing.
Anyway, what inspired me to start this blog was a post I read on Lina's blog. It reminded me of those logbooks we had to keep in primary school to encourage reading. Each student would have to make it a point to read something like 10 books a term, and record the name, date, number of pages and a summary of the book. I think there was also a section to list at least 10 new words picked up from the reading material.
Back then it wasn't difficult to chalk up 10 books a term - I read voraciously, was a member the TTDI Children's Library and even dreamt of starting up my own mini-library at home (my sister and I made it a point to collect the whole Enid Blyton rewards series). And at boarding school, it was easy to swap books with friends.
Studying in the UK was a blast as far as books were concerned. I discovered book clubs from the back of magazines or flyers, where introductory member prices were as low as 50p each for 6 books or something like that. While other girls in my hostel received love letters from their boyfriends, I would be anticipating the brown packages that carried these wonderful tales to my bedside. Yes, sad but true.
I read almost anything but murder mysteries and horror (I don't really appreciate getting frightened till I can't sleep at night). The only exception I ever made was for Interview with the Vampire, and even then it was because I was such a huge fan of Tom Cruise so picturing him as Lestat was pretty exciting. And I've only just picked up reading non-fiction and all those management-type books.
Perennial favourites are fantasy and historical fiction. Of course I've had my fair share of Judith McNaught and Mills & Boon, but after a while romances lose their appeal, unless I'm really looking for some fluff with dark hair and cold, steely eyes.
So, like I said before, I'm not expecting anyone to take my reviews seriously. And you shouldn't - there's hardly going to be anything deep, and it's not like I can predict the next Booker Prize winner or anything. You're free to share your own reviews or comments, everyone's entitled to their own opinions. But comments will be moderated, so don't attack anyone personally, okay?
Happy Reading!
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