Growing up, I wasn’t really into reading. I didn’t hate it or anything, but I mainly kept it to the Harry Potter series and the assigned reading I couldn’t get away with pretending I did in school (as you do). I’m not really proud of this fact, but alas, it is true. I would like to state in my defence that I have always LOVED books (I even have a book tattoo); I just didn’t have much time for the reading.
In the last couple of years, I’ve gotten into reading in a big way and have been making up for lost time a bit. I read a real mix of things: classics, bestsellers, “modern classics,” loads of things. I’ve gotten through enough books to where I’m starting to forget the actual stories, and I’m not even sure I can remember all of the titles!
I just finished reading my first Murakami—I enjoyed it, though it left me a little pissed off in the end. If anyone has read The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle recently, let’s be friends and talk about what happened, please.
Today I dropped by Waterstones and was completely suckered by one of their offers, so I bought three books! I went with Instructions for a Heatwave, The Devil Wears Prada, And Oryx & Crake. One is on the bestsellers list, one is quite “pop culture,” and the other is more literary. It should be a good mix between the fun and making me think a little. Coming off of the Murakami, which was a bit abstract, I’m not sure if I want something light or something continuing along those same lines. I should have plenty of time for reading in Morocco, so I’ll update in a while with what I start with.