Went to my local book swap tree (I know, a freaking amazing idea, right?) looking to improve my knowledge and appreciation of poetry so picked up this wee gem. Left behind my copy of Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates. Apologies to the poor, unsuspecting soul who happened to pick it up- brilliantly written, but by no stretch an easy read. The oppression seeped out of it and filled my room, staying long after I’d finished it. It’s incredible how someone else’s thoughts written on a page can affect us so much. But that’s why I love reading.
I read for pleasure, for a thrill, for a laugh, and sometimes for a good cry. I read mainly because there's just no better feeling than to fully emerge and lose yourself in a book.
Currently reading: A Feast for Crows by George R.R. Martin, The God Delusion by Richard Dawkins, The No 1 Ladies' Detective Agency by Alexander McCall Smith