It was years before I understood the appeal of audiobooks. (And by years, I mean a good 22 of them.) When I was 22 I had a stupidly long commute and was stuck in traffic for an disproportionate amount of time. I felt this time could be better utilised but there’s not a lot you can do when you’re constantly stopping and starting and merging onto the motorway, so I decided to try audiobooks. It was hit and miss. And do you want to know something? It still is. It all comes down, I’ve decided, to the narrator.
BOOKS ARE MY BAG, celebrates books and bookshops and the simple truth that bookshops do more physically to let people enjoy their passion for books. Booksellers, publishers and authors have come together with the country’s most iconic advertising agency, M&C Saatchi, to create a simple but universal message about the joy of books and bookshops. To learn more about the campaign click here.
I may not be able to participate in Books Are My Bag this year, because it’s a UK based campaign, but I can still support it. (And if you are in the UK, the campaign runs up until Christmas, so make sure you get out there and support your local bookshops!) I was inspired by watching some of this year’s unboxing videos on Youtube, where the theme was Desert Island Reads. Read on to see my picks.
Like a lot of my fellow book bloggers, I’ve been hacking away at my physical tbr this year. I’m not doing it in an attempt to get down to that mythical place, TBR ZERO, but rather to give those books I already own a chance against my reading wishlist. On top of this, I’ve also started looking toward my end of year wrap up and the goals that I set myself for the year. In thinking about my reading, and in a lot more depth than is strictly necessary, I hesitate to add, I’ve come to the conclusion that I am sometimes guilty of reading for the wrong reasons.
This tag was going around on booktube a while ago and I’ve finally got around to writing up my own answers for it. Jean Bookishthoughts‘s video was the one that made me want to do this post, all about 5 books that I have particularly vivid memories of where I was and what I was doing around the time that I read them.
It’s opportunities like this that remind me just how few series I actually read. Which always amuses me as it seems the rest of the booktube/blogging community is constantly up to their necks in half finished series. Then again, apparently I do have a few of my own.
Some books are forgettable. You read them, put them aside, and within days you couldn’t accurately recall the plot if your life depended on it. Some books are memorable. You write down quotes and gush about the characters to your reading buddies and you think about the impact it’s had on your life. Then there are the books that haunt you. The ones that are always there, in the back of your mind, and they pop back to the surface at the most random times. These are the books that haunt me.