As you all know winter is here (in Australia that is) - one of my favourite times of the year to read & read forever.
The coldness, the rain, the overcast days where you can drink as much tea as you want and have more of an excuses to rug up and stay in bed longer.
I haven't filled up my bookshelf yet but I sure am on my way to doing so, I love books, reading brings me happiness! Reading for me is forgetting the world and feeling like your in a differnet place, sometimes even feeling like your a character in a book - maybe a book your reading relates to you or maybe it doesn't but either way you feel free at one stage.
Free from the troubles in life, free from all the bitchy people in this world and most of all your imagination is free.
Recently I finished a book called - Will Grayson, Will Grayson, it was an interesting book that's for sure but I couldn't seem to put it down.
It is written by my favourite John Green and David Levithan :)
I know sometimes you get inpatient waiting for books to arrive if you have bought them online but I'm sooooo grateful I did, because the other day I was at Big W and saw some of the books that I have at home from online there and the quality and size of the books, including the price is in incredible!!!
although last weekend it was a long weekend and I really wanted a book to read :) so I bought one from Big W, it seems to be in good condition.
I only did this because I buy my books once my pay has gone in on pay days and well my basket on The Book Despoitory is becoming a high price, what can I say I love reading though.
I am reading chestnut Street by Maeve Binchy and it is so far so good, what interested me more is at the front of this particular books it says -
the places Maeve created in her novels and stories - knockglen Castlebah, Mountfern and so many others - became just as real for her readers as those on the real of Ireland. In fact the Irish tourist board often had to explain to visitors that they couldn't actually get on a bus or train to go and see them. Chestnut street is too fictional, but the Dublin portrayed there is very real, a city changing over the years in ways that come vividly to life in these stories of it's residents and their families.
Maeve wrote the stories over several decades, reflecting the city and people of the moment - always with the idea of one day making them into a collection with Chestnut street as it's centre.
I am blown away by what was written and it makes me sooo much more determined to get through this book and experience the great things other readers did.



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