Tag - reading

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Withdrawal symptoms
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G.L.i.B
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Living, reading and setting goals
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Booking a place in the world

Withdrawal symptoms

For the last 23 weeks or so… I have been in unfamiliar territory – reading e-books. New year, new things, I thought to myself. So I tried it out. Fire and Fury was by far the worst of the lot – in terms of how it was written. It was also the first of them all, starting me out on this untested route. However, it didn’t fall short in the entertainment department which was what I sought from it, as long as I overlooked Michael Wolfe’s writing inconsistencies. On the flip side, the best I’ve read has to be The Picture of Dorian Gray. A well-put together tome by the British Oscar Wilde did my syntax and grammar so much good I was sorry to see it come to an end. It cleansed me of all the Americanisms and flaws of Fire and Fury, throwing in striking statements from one of its principal characters. A Briton would definitely write my autobiography. Who said: “Everything sounds better in a British accent?” It applies to their writing skills too when done impeccably. The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka was anyone’s nightmare come to reality, and a poor choice on my part after an[…]

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G.L.i.B

The title of this post flashed, as though impatient to join the blog, while I read my first book of the year. Nora Robert’s Whiskey Beach, kicked off my reading this month. It has been a loooooooong while since I held a book authored by her. As I turned the pages of perhaps my first novel in six months, I realized I wanted to talk (or rather, write) about the books I’d be reading in 2017 as I did, and not just list all of them in one post at the end of the year like I’ve done in the past two years. To do that, I needed a title for the book category I’d be introducing on the blog; it was going to be a constant like the others before it – the institution, just the two of them, etc. Books I’m currently reading and my reading list were two possible headings that didn’t quite fit. Too pedestrian, I thought. Bookshelf also made a feeble appearance; it was the name of an online book reading club I belonged to. Nah, wasn’t that pilfering? Half – way through Whiskey Beach and pondering on the culprit of the main unsolved crime,[…]

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Living, reading and setting goals

                Two weeks ago, I joined an online book club. I’m hoping this move would help me read more books this year and improve on that achievement as I go on. We are a 21-member, all – female group called the bookshelf and I feel really good about it. A few days ago, I posted the article below on the group’s page: What is your reading target? 10 minutes a day? 30 minutes? An hour? A book a week? A month? Quarterly? Annually? One of my 2014 resolutions was to read two (or more) books a month. For someone who claimed to be a voracious reader, this , I admit, was way below my reading standards. But while I played with the idea of increasing my monthly book count, I also considered other areas of my life. I had to be realistic; that’s what the R in the popular S.M.A.R.T goals setting acronym stands for. Because setting the goals are easy. Achieving them…not so much. 2014 started off brilliantly. By the end of February, I had six books under my belt – Mastery, The Art of Speaking Well, Life’s a Pitch, Dreams from[…]

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Booking a place in the world

‘The world is a book and those who do not travel read only a page.’ – St. Augustine I didn’t introduce T to the world of books early but when I did, we more than made up for whatever lost time. I added her brother into that world last year. Fortunately both children love books, reading, writing and all that jazz. Every opportunity to indulge in these activities means quiet and peace in my world, and I’m their biggest cheerleader. ‘No entertainment is so cheap as reading nor any pleasure so lasting.’ – Lady M.W. Montagu I must mention here that T loves, loves books ( a tad more than her brother) and takes every chance she gets to attempt to read and sound out familiar and new words, and sentences. It is only natural that one of her favourite moments is bedtime reading. She chooses the book, the story and reads what she can, displaying her reading prowess, learning new words and testing her memory. She also points out corresponding photos and asks questions when something is unclear. Before now, I’d read the story for her brother and her while they both listened attentively. Not anymore. In the last[…]

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