Reading

Reading has always been a favorite hobby of mine. I love snuggling up in my pajamas, sipping hot tea and letting the text manipulate my imagination, taking me to places I’ve never been, seeing things I’ve never seen. I love the art contained in literature. I love the words that fit together perfectly to create such vivid color, such thriving emotion in the reader.


I love reading books by authors who create intense descriptions in their writings. I love when an author takes a whole page to describe a meal, making me hungry just reading about it, or an author who describes a river so intricately that I feel like I’m standing right there, my legs wet and cold from the rushing water, my feet aching from the jagged rocks underfoot. I love to feel as though I’m right there in the action, lost in the plot, feeling, seeing, and hearing everything that is being written.


I tend to stay away from romance novels and mysteries. I never buy into the fairy-tale romance and mysteries are way too suspenseful for my taste. I love books that make you think deeply about life. I love books that take me to places I have never even thought about experiencing. I love books that when I am finished reading the last page, I feel changed.