It has been a while since I have updated this blog, as many of you know I lost someone incredibly close to me, and she was my sister. She passed suddenly, and with her all certainty I felt about myself and the world around me vanished. I was lost in an ocean of grief, confusion, despair and fear. I feel it is a great privilege to have loved and been loved so much that it hurts this bad to lose her, and I feel that privilege every day.
During my grieving process I continued to read, not as often as I used to, but when I felt able to I lost myself in a world of someone else’s creation. Literature has always been pure magic to me, from back when I was a kid excited to visit the library, maxing out my library card and devouring page after page of novels into the early hours of the morning, flashlight in hand. I have always enjoyed escapism, having the chance to visit places I’ve never been too all from the comfort of my own bed. It has taken time to feel ready to come back to reviewing, to be able to fully digest my emotions around everything, to put down on paper how a book made me feel, when some days I didn’t even know how I felt.
I started this blog because I was passionate about reading, about writing, about books. I wanted the opportunity to explore new titles, share my thoughts and read others too. I have changed so much since I started this blog, but my passion for literature is one thing no amount of pain could ever truly take away. Now I’m back and I’m excited to fall in love with reading all over again.
All my love,