As you will have noticed, I have called this blog ‘The Reading Bug‘. I am not sure if this expression travels, but in the UK it is used to describe the infectious enthusiasm for books and reading that some people are lucky enough to catch. Once caught it stays with you for life.
Quite why I love reading is something I am still working out. It’s a complicated relationship involving a fair amount of escapism, combined with a thirst for knowledge. (yes, I read non-fiction as well).
I keep this blog primarily as a reading journal. However I occasionally write about other related topics – if you go back far enough you will see entries about reading and forgetting, (that mysterious process whereby you can read a novel and not remember a single thing about it a few months later) and even something as simple as what we mean when we say we have read a book.
My opinions about the books I read are just that, my opinions, almost always not something entrenched or worth fighting about. So if you disagree with anything I have written please feel free to say so. If you want you can also promote your own blog – I promise to pop over and check it out. Grammar pedants will have fun spotting my deliberate errors….
At the moment I am reading the Guardian’s list of 100 best novels written in English (see Currently Reading), interspersed with the occasional alternative choice. After the list is complete I will take stock and decide where to go next – recommendations welcome.
If you have got this far, thanks for reading, and see you over the page.