If you hadn’t already figured it out, I love books. (See here, here, and here—there are more examples, but I didn’t feel like digging them up and I figured these were enough.)
I read a lot. And I always have at least one book on me at all times. Even when I’m not carrying a physical book, I have both the Kindle and Audible apps on my phone (although I prefer physical books).
Along with my love of books, I love all things bookish (bookstores, book websites, book accessories, book-themed tees, book-themed socks, book-themed [fill-in-the-blank]). And I like love to talk about books and all things bookish. Want to engage me in conversation? Ask me what I’m reading or for a recommendation or where to buy awesome bookish stuff.
And now with my love of all things books, I have finally found the perfect place for me. My new tribe. My new favorite bookish addiction. Continue reading →
I receive newsletters from several of my favorite modern authors. I got one today from one such fave author and in it, he gave his newsletter subscribers a heads’ up that he is doing a limited run of an annotated edition of one of his new books via PageHabit.
This month Goodreads celebrates its 10th anniversary. (And I am happy to say that for once I was ahead of the trend as I joined Goodreads in January 2008.)
In talking about the evolution of Goodreads, Elizabeth, on of the Goodreads co-founders, askedwhat books have been part of your personal voyage? This got me thinking about books that I have carried with me throughout my life.
And so, here are 5 books, in no particular order, that I’ve loved along the way and continue to love to this day. Continue reading →
Sundays are book days. Okay, well I admit, every day is book day for me. But Sunday afternoons are typically when I’ll go wander through a local bookstore.
This past Sunday found me at a Starbucks that is conveniently attached to a Barnes & Noble (neat how that worked out, isn’t it?). I did, I’ll have you know, get a yummy treat at Starbucks, and then of course, I couldn’t pass up the chance to browse through the books. I mean, what’s a booknerd to do when the entrance to BN was right there? Continue reading →
I’m always happy to be proven wrong. Okay, well that’s a bit of a lie. Who likes to be proven wrong? No one, that’s who. But in any case, I was wrong, I am admitting it, and I’m now writing to amend my previous statement.
Last month, I wrote an essay on how I just haven’t been able to finish an essay book. That I had tried reading 3 different collections of biographical essays and did not finish one of them.