It took me a while to decide on a way to begin this blog. In fact, my opening sentence is what I really dwelled on. I mused on waxing poetical and detailing, in soliloquy and metaphors, the nuances of the state of reading. And I believed that to be too narrative. Subsequently, I speculated on discoursing scientific and calculating the specifics of the chemical reactions in the brain initiated by reading. But I thought that too pedantic. And then I pondered on reminiscing into my childhood, and describing the joy I felt when I delved into my first book. But I felt that too romantic.
Finally, I decided on going meta. This is a blog, after all, and I came to the realization that most blogs are, as a rule, meta. They are fully aware, of themselves and their readers.
And so I begin this blog: fully aware. I welcome all readers here, as few as they may be. You may ask what I plan to discuss here, and I have two answers for you. In short, I will discuss anything and everything books. In long, I will post book reviews, or thoughts on books I am currently reading, as well as book events happening across the city. I do warn you, I do have a strong love for cheesy puns and sayings, and you may come across them here or there.
I have always had a passion (note: this should read obsession) for books. As a child, I used to read so much my parents worried. I loved travelling to foreign lands, or meeting different creatures, and books provided that adventure. My dream, was, and always has been, to become a writer, and to stimulate the same love for books in others.
And that is why this blog is here today. I figure, that while I haven’t yet fulfilled my dream of being a writer, I can at least attempt to stir the pot and share my love of books with others.
So here we are, you have been sufficiently welcomed, and and sufficiently warned. I hope, in time, you shall be sufficiently pleased.