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Hello yes I am here to impart some wisdom upon you all and tell you to stop stressing about how much you are or aren’t reading (I briefly touched on this in my “Things readers feel guilty about and why they should stop” post). Cause that’s a thing. I’m going to go on a limb here and say that it’s probably the number one source of stress/guilt when it comes to bookworms. The second someone sees their reading urges decline, it’s like a panic button suddenly activates somewhere inside their brain. Cue mayhem. Despair. Choirs of “nooooooooooo life why are you doing this to me I TRUSTED YOU“. Mentions of the dreaded Reading Slump.

However, my beautiful bookish friends, this is something normal and even expected at times. Navigating life means unfortunately dealing with its less pleasant components: responsibilities. Adulthood. School. Work. Shitty mental health at times. Social life. All of these, especially combined, can take a huge toll on you. This can manifest itself in a poor inclination to keep reading. Sometimes you just don’t have the energy to get invested in a book world. Sometimes it’s easier to Netflix and chill. Knit. Collect stamps. Go boat riding. Discover the next American top model. Experience other things that can be easier to do and get involved in. And, oh my gosh, my bookish bees, that is totally and completely okay!

Just because you’re not reading (as much) anymore, that doesn’t mean you’re not a bookworm anymore. Or that you’re a bad bookworm. Or that the world as we know it will end. It just means that you have other/more priorities, which cut into your reading time. But, you see, the really cool thing is that your books will be there for you when you feel like reading again. They’re not going anywhere. The stories, the characters, the bookish worlds – they’re infinite. And they’re forever. It may take you days or months or years, but one day, you’ll feel like going back to the pages and the words. And they’ll be there to welcome you home.

We put so much pressure on ourselves sometimes, to keep doing something out of habit, out of the need to prove to ourselves that we’re the same person, out of pressure (especially bloggers, bookstagrammers, booktubers fall into this category), that we don’t realise that it stops being enjoyable. We force ourselves to keep going and we lose the joy we have for it in the process. Reading can be a chore. It can be tedious. It can no longer be enjoyable. Which is why it’s 100% okay to say “I need/want a break; I need to not be reading as much”. We constantly change, evolve as individuals. What we enjoyed at one point in our lives may not be a reality a few years later. And it’s okay to admit that.

The way I see it, once a reader, always a reader. You don’t lose that badge. You earn it the second you read your first page out of a book and you have it for life. So stop stressing about this. Read when you feel like reading. The purpose is to be happy while you’re doing it. No matter how much or how little you do it. 🙂


Words in Deep Blue by Cath Crowley – book review


Goodreads link

Goodreads rating: 4.23


I’m in love. With this book, with the characters, with the writing, with everything. As a reader, this was a book that literally warmed my soul and heart. It’s a story about love, loss, friendship, family and, most importantly, books. It’s essentially a love letter to books and I think  I’ve been waiting to read it my entire life. I’m so happy I found it.

From Goodreads:

This is a love story.
It’s the story of Howling Books, where readers write letters to strangers, to lovers, to poets.
It’s the story of Henry Jones and Rachel Sweetie. They were best friends once, before Rachel moved to the sea.
Now, she’s back, working at the bookstore, grieving for her brother Cal and looking for the future in the books people love, and the words they leave behind.

This was absolutely beautiful. As a reader, I don’t think I’ve related to a book so much before. The love for books permeates the pages and you can *feel* it. I adore the idea of Howling Books and the Letter Library – having people leave notes and letters in books, that can be later discovered by other people. Having books as a means of communication between people who might never see each other again or who have never actually met. It creates such a connection, not only between the characters, but between the reader and the book itself. I honestly want to live inside the universe of this book. Move into the Letter Library and never, ever leave.

The characters were brilliant. Henry was adorable and funny and dorky, but in a really cool way. Rachel was sweet and witty and an amazing person all around. The side characters were quirky and exactly what this book needed. I loved each and every one of them (maybe except for Amy because no). The dialogue was on point. The prose was *beautiful*. I really have difficulty expressing myself properly, because I don’t have enough words to praise this as much as it deserves. How can I explain how much this book resonated with me? You need to read it for yourself and see. As a reader, it was a perfect novel. Riddled with references to other books (I caught a reference to Ready Player One, which honestly blew my mind), discussion based on them, characters whose love for books is a defining trait… I wasn’t kidding when I said it was a love letter to books as a whole.

It’s such a… cosy book. It left me feeling fuzzy and warm and with overall just a good, pure feeling. Very few books have made me feel this way. I don’t know if it was the writing – so poetic, so gentle, so calming – or if it was something else. The truth is that it will probably be a go-to book whenever I need something to quiet the mind and the world. It’s comforting, quiet, but not boring or dull.

It’s absolutely brilliant. And a must-read for anyone who loves books. Which is probably all of you reading this. So do yourselves a favour and pick this up immediately.

Favourite quotes:

“[…] words do matter. They’re not pointless. If they were pointless then they couldn’t start revolutions and they wouldn’t change history and they wouldn’t be the things that you think about every night before you go to sleep. If they were just words we wouldn’t listen to songs, we wouldn’t beg to be read to when we’re kids. If they were just words, then they’d have no meaning and stories wouldn’t have been around since before humans could write. We wouldn’t have learned to write. If they were just words then people wouldn’t fall in love because of them, feel bad because of them, ache because of them, stop aching because of them, have sex, quite a lot of the time, because of them.”

“Second hand books have a way of travelling, sure. But what travels forward can come back.”

“We are the books we read and the things we love. Cal is the ocean and the letters he left. Our ghosts hide in the things we leave behind.”


Thank you for reading and have a wonderful day! Also, feel free to share your thoughts 🙂



Can someone please tell me how it’s March already? How did this happen? Where is time flying? I don’t want to fly with it. I want to go back and be five years old again is that too much to ask?!?!

Anyway, while I’m raising myself from this pit of despair over the passing of years and “so many books so little time this is an actual problem”, let me tell you about the books that I managed to read throughout February! *cue excitement* It was a pretty good reading month for me, so I’m pretty proud of myself 😊 (links take you to the Goodreads page for the books)


* The Mime Order by Samantha Shannon (review)
I reread this book in preparation for the 3rd book, The Song Rising, being released this month. I love The Bone Season, it’s one of my favourite series and I had the best time rereading these books. Samantha has crafted such a wonderful, unique world and I find her books a breath of fresh air. I am SO excited for The Song Rising. You guys really really need to read this series if you haven’t yet. Don’t question me, just do it. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐


* Salt to the Sea by Ruta Sepetys (no review yet because I’m a lazy shit)
This book utterly destroyed my feels. It’s so poignant and beautiful and it tugs at the reader’s heartstrings in a way that left me in a puddle of tears on the floor. It’s perfect for people who enjoy being murdered by books and who love historical fiction. Side note, we should totally be able to take sick days because of emotional distress caused by heartbreaking books. Who’s with me? 😂 ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐


* The Mark of Athena by Rick Riordan (Heroes of Olympus book #3 – again, no review because see above)
Meh. I mean, it wasn’t bad. But I didn’t really like it. And I’ve been struggling to finish it since December. I thought it was way too long and I found myself bored while reading it. Also, I’m not enjoying everyone’s point of views and that’s a big problem. The last 200 pages were a bit better and I do still plan on finishing the series. But I’m so bummed for not liking the Heroes of Olympus as much as I would have expected. Here’s hoping the last two books redeem the series in my eyes. ⭐⭐⭐


* Ready Player One by Ernest Cline (review)
I LOVE THIS BOOK SO MUCH. Now that I got that out of the way, you all need to read this asap. It was a reread for me now, I first read it back in 2014 and fell head over heels for the amazing world that Cline has created. As a gamer, this book was such a treat for me. I had a ton of fun reading it and I honestly cannot recommend it enough. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐


* Nevernight by Jay Kristoff (review)
What even is my life. This book. I cannot. I know I’m being very articulate right now, but this book fucked with my emotions. I really really liked it, despite some issues that I mention in my review. Long story short, if you enjoy dark, twisted fantasies, this is a must read for you. really, go for it right now. ⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2

I’d say I had a pretty decent reading month 😂 I mean, I finished books and that’s the goal, so points for Mary 😂

What books did you read this month? Which one was your favourite? Let me know! 💖




Nevernight by Jay Kristoff – book review


Goodreads link

Goodreads rating: 4.19


I don’t even know where to begin, to be honest. I’m still reeling after the insane plot twist that I 100% DID NOT SEE COMING JAY Y U DO DIS TO MY HEART, so my emotions are very very jumbled right now. But I really really enjoyed this book. It’s honestly a must read for fans of fantasy and anyone who loves intricate world building. Nevernight packs all the punches: good characters, compelling plot, twists and turns that will keep you on the edge of your seat. Reading it was a roller-coaster experience. I’m still dizzy.

From Goodreads:
Daughter of an executed traitor, Mia Corvere is barely able to escape her father’s failed rebellion with her life. Alone and friendless, she hides in a city built from the bones of a dead god, hunted by the Senate and her father’s former comrades. But her gift for speaking with the shadows leads her to the door of a retired killer, and a future she never imagined.

Now, Mia is apprenticed to the deadliest flock of assassins in the entire Republic—the Red Church. If she bests her fellow students in contests of steel, poison and the subtle arts, she’ll be inducted among the Blades of the Lady of Blessed Murder, and one step closer to the vengeance she desires. But a killer is loose within the Church’s halls, the bloody secrets of Mia’s past return to haunt her, and a plot to bring down the entire congregation is unfolding in the shadows she so loves.

Nevernight and me… we didn’t start off too well. For the first 150 pages I was legitimately debating whether to put it down and save it for later, because I had a really hard time getting into it. The writing was dense, it was difficult for me to follow and I just wasn’t really enjoying myself. Add to that the extensive world building, and the footnotes that were scattered on almost every page and I was ready to give up (footnotes are the spawns of Satan, fyi, just wanted to put this out there). However, talking to friends who told me it will suddenly pick up and that I should try stick it through (YOU CAN DO THE THING, MARY, GODDAMN IT), along with the fact that I was genuinely intrigued by the main character, helped me power through. Once I passed that critical mark, the story just…fell into place. I wasn’t confused anymore, I was hooked. It was like someone turned on the light. I had grown accustomed to Jay’s writing and to the language of the book and things suddenly got a lot more entertaining. And bloody. But mostly entertaining. Jay crafted such a page turner and I was constantly on edge, trying to figure out what the fuck was going on. Ah, good times. (I still didn’t see the damn thing coming CURSE YOU JAY)

I absolutely loved the characters and their development. Mia’s story is one of struggle and revenge and heartbreak. She’s a wonderful protagonist, witty, smart, strong and unapologetic. I think what I really enjoyed was the fact that all the characters are morally grey. There’s no black or white in Nevernight, just as there is no proper day or night. Everything is just shades of grey. The supporting characters were a treat and all of them memorable and with a significant part to play. I think the word that mostly encompasses the essence of Nevernight is complexity – from the plot to the characters to the writing.

Speaking of the writing, I had a love/hate relationship with it for the first third of the book. As I mentioned before, I had trouble getting into it and it was partly because the writing was pretty dense and metaphoric. I was enjoyable, but it made it pretty difficult for me to always understand exactly what the writer was trying to convey. I got accustomed to it eventually, but it was a bit of a struggle. It was beautiful, though, so my issue may partly be due to a language barrier, since English isn’t my first language. That being said, I slowly got into it further on and I have to praise Kristoff especially on dialogue, because he’s brilliant at it. So much sass! And even though I said that footnotes are the spawn of Satan (which they totally are shut up), I have to mention the hilarious sarcastic commentary going on in them. The shade. The sass. It was just A+++.

Now on to some not so happy things.

First off, this is not a Young Adult book. I have no idea why people are saying it’s YA, but it’s not. It’s pretty violent, bloody and gory. Not to mention that there are several quite explicit sex scenes. So bear this in mind if these things are triggering for you in any way.

Secondly, something that bothered me was the “beautification” process the initiates go through. I don’t think it sends the best message when it comes to body image and self acceptance. I can kind of see where the author was coming from when writing it, but I still think it can be dangerous and generally a trope to be avoided.

Thirdly, there are people who have claimed the depiction of the Dweymeri people is racist. I will link a blog post here, where the author explains the problematic issues. They are mostly related to how the Dweymeri are based on the Maori people, which leads to cultural appropriation. Also, the Dweymeri are described as brown skinned, with tattoos on their faces, which are the result of rituals within their culture. I won’t comment more on this, because I’m not the person to do so, but I urge you to read the article I linked above.

All these being said, I overall really enjoyed this book. Despite the rocky start, I found myself turning page after page. I’m so, so interested to see where the story will go on in the next book. If you love fantasy, you need to read this. But don’t expect something magical and fluffy. This story is dark and twisted and sometimes hard to swallow. But it’s soooo so good.

Favourite quotes:

“The books we love, they love us back. And just as we mark our places in the pages, those pages leave their marks on us. I can see it in you, sure as I see it in me. You’re a daughter of the words. A girl with a story to tell.”

“You’ll be a rumor. A whisper. The thought that wakes the bastards of this world sweating in the nevernight. The last thing you will ever be, girl, is someone’s hero.”

“The brighter the light, the deeper the shadow.”

★★★★ 1/2

To everyone who got this far, thank you for reading and have a wonderful day! Also, feel free to share your thoughts 🙂




I have yet to meet a bookworm who didn’t have certain things they always do when they read. Be it quirks or habits or just weird-shit-they-do, there’s always something there. So I thought I would share mine with you guys, because it’s always comforting to know you’re not the only weirdo in the room. #protecttheweirdos2k17

  • The 50 page rule

It’s not always love at first sight when it comes to books. Sometimes, you find that one little rascally book that you just can’t get into, but it feels so disheartening to just abandon it after the first few pages. I mean, what if it gets better??? All those people who have told me it’s amazing can’t be wrong??? What is my life???

Therefore, I employ something I very aptly describe as the 50-page-rule (I haz the smarts) – I give a book 50 pages to woo me. If it doesn’t happen, begone spawn of the Reading Slump™. I have no time to waste on books that don’t dazzle me. I sometimes extend this to 100 pages, if I feel there’s something there, or if I’m reading a 700 page monster. But otherwise, the clock/page turning is clicking. Tic-toc.


  • No eating while reading

I just cannot. I … no. What if I spill stuff on my book?? (It has happened. It is forever known as The Great Apple Sauce Incident of 2012). I know a lot of people don’t care if something happens to their books, and that’s super duper okay, but I’m not part of that race of superhumans. I would live in constant fear. I don’t want Oreo stains on my pages. You feel me?

  • Chapter endings = friends

Okay, so I *neeeeed* to stop at the end of a chapter when I stop reading altogether. I hate stopping in the middle of the chapter, after some random sentence. NO. Pls don’t make me do that. Have mercy. I know this is what bookmarks are for (I mean, it’s in the name for fuck’s sake), but the inner workings of my psyche require me to stop at the end of the chapter. Maybe, maaaaaaaybe I can deal with a chapter break. Maybe. It’s debatable. I’ll have to pay a tithe for that. Talk it out with the book gods. I don’t know, man, it’s complicated. Also, imagine what chapterless books do to me.


  • Reading at night is a no-no

At least it is for me. I know tons of bookworms who suffer from lack of sleep caused by not being able to stop reading and going strong in the dead of night at the expense of a good night’s rest because they NEED TO FINISH THIS BOOK GODDAMN IT™. I salute you, you awesome kick ass people!


My crappy eye sight unfortunately prevents me from doing that. *sigh* I get tired very easily if I read without natural light and chances are you’d find me snoring in ten minutes tops, no matter how amazing the book is. I cry.

  • Why buy all the series when you can just buy the first one and then cry a lot

Ahem. Um. So. I tend to only buy the first book in a series because I’m poor (yay adulthood! no seriously, has anyone invented a time machine so I can be five again? no? please?) and the main motivation guiding me is “what if I cough up all the money and then everything is crap”. This is why I almost always only buy the first book in a trilogy/series. And then spend countless years to come sobbing because that first books was AMAZING and I want to go on reading the damn thing, but I can’t afford to buy the next instalments. This is how I reached the predicament I am in now – having a least 10 series I want to finish but can’t. In the words of a very wise someone at some point in time: FML.

  • Music makes the world go round

I looooove love love loooove listening to music when I read. Not word-y music, but instrumental epic scores created for movies and stuff (you can see my eloquence in writing, it’s pouring out of this article).


Aaaaaanyway, music. Yes. All the music. It helps me tune out the outside noise, especially because I commute to and from work, and, I don’t know if you knew this, but people are LOUD on public transportation. Instrumental music works best, because there are no lyrics I can sing along to and lose track of my reading and sometimes, the score matches the overall feels I’m feeling while reading and it enhances the experience so much! Also, it gives me chills and tears. But really, any sort of music works. I actually find it pretty hard to read if the room is quiet. I can’t concentrate. I can’t explain it. #itsblackmagic

I’ve honestly just scratched the surface here, because I’m an odd little human. So there will probably be a second part to this at some point.

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Do you guys have any bookish habits? I’d love to know about them! Let’s be weird together yaaaaassss 😀

Ready Player One – book review


Goodreads link

Goodreads rating: 4.31

Where to begin. Where. This book. Wow. See? I can’t even form coherent sentences. This book was amazing. Fantastic. Wonderful. Basically any adjective one could think of. And a powerful read, although the extent of it can easily be hidden beneath the surface and glazed over.

Ready Player One shows a bleak future, in which resources have been severely depleted and poverty is pretty much universal. The only ray of sunshine is OASIS, a virtual reality simulation game, where anyone can become whatever they want and escape the grim reality surrounding them.Things get interesting when James Halliday, the creator of OASIS, dies and leaves his multi-billion fortune up for grabs for anyone who can solve the clues he provides. A worldwide egg hunt launches, the prospect enticing millions of people. The story is centered around Wade Watts and his quest to find the golden ticket (see what I did there? I can do references).

I feel the need to mention something: the story is filled (think overflowing) with 80s references – books, movies, music, video games. As a 90s kid, I sometimes found it difficult to follow and there are things I might not have fully understood. But it gets easier the farther along you get. Also, it’s heavily gamer-oriented. As a gamer myself, this was amazing for me. I found myself squealing with glee sometimes. But for someone not familiar with the “gamer slang”, it might not be as appealing and you might find yourself bored/annoyed. So consider yourselves warned and keep this in mind when deciding if you want to read this book or not.

With this out of the way… this book really, truly is amazing. It’s very well written, extremely well researched and it keeps you literally on the edge of your seat: cheering, hoping, laughing out loud, breathing heavily at times. There are twists and turns and it is highly entertaining. The characters are engaging, relatable and a joy to read about. Also, hello character development!

Social issues are ingrained between the lines. The existence of a virtual reality simulation is something that is actually highly possible in the not too distant future. With mass multiplayer online roleplaying games (MMORPGs) among the most popular right now (like World of Warcraft), the reality described in this book can very well come to pass in 10-20 years. Same goes with the state of the planet. We’re wasting resources left and right and it’s not looking good at all. We’re looking at a desolate future. Like Cline puts it at one point: “Those people were rearranging deck chairs on the Titanic and everyone knew it“.

It’s interesting to not that the virtual reality depicted in this book doesn’t annihilate social and income division. The wealthy have the best wireless networks, the best gear, the best items in-game. The poor still struggle with these things. The only good thing is that segregation and conflicts because of sex/race/religion/sexual orientation are pretty much non existent. Virtual reality allows you to become whoever and whatever you want: a troll, an alien, a unicorn, a variation of your human self, anything you might think of. Nobody has access to your real, actual information and you can basically reinvent yourself every day. And that’s something that I’m sure many people dream of. Games give you the escape you crave:

If I was feeling depressed or frustrated about my lot in life, all I had to do was tap the Player One button, and my worries would instantly slip away as my mind focused itself on the relentless pixelated onslaught on the screen in front of me. There, inside the game’s two-dimensional universe, life was simple: It’s just you against the machine. Move with your left hand, shoot with your right, and try to stay alive as long as possible.

I love this book immensely. I want to recommend it to everyone, regardless of the issues I mentioned a bit earlier. It’s such a good book. With a message that will come to mean a whole lot more in the years to come:

I created the OASIS because I never felt at home in the real world. I didn’t know how to connect with the people there. I was afraid, for all of my life, right up until I knew it was ending. That was when I realized, as terrifying and painful as reality can be, it’s also the only place where you can find true happiness. Because reality is real.


To everyone who got this far, thank you for reading and have a wonderful day! Also, feel free to share your thoughts, comment or tell me anything 🙂

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Let’s face it, we bookworms tend to put a lot of pressure on ourselves, when it comes to our reading, because we’re weird like that, but in a good way. And, the truth is that reading should always be fun. Guilt free. ALL THE FUN SO MUCH OF THE FUN BECAUSE WORDS ON PAGES *insert screech* You know what I’m talking about. So I thought that compiling a list of the reasons that bookworms feel guilty and why they should just stop would be a great idea 🙂

   1. Not reaching our Goodreads challenge/lowering our goal for the year

In the past few years, the Goodreads challenge has become a staple of measuring achievement when it comes to reading. It has become insanely popular and it’s honestly such a good tool to keep track of everything you’re reading. But it also adds an immense amount of pressure. I’ve been there. When December rolls around and you see that you’re to the Goodreads challenge what Pluto is to being a planet in the Solar System (a.k.a. not even close; also VIVA LA PLUTO because Pluto deserved better smh), the panic sets in. You’re left with two options: lowering your goal or not finishing the challenge. Both make you feel like crap. But honestly, life makes us feel like crap far too many times, thank you very much, so let’s not let reading add to the ever growing pile of crap, am I right?

There’s no reason to feel guilty. If you read one book that year, you’re still a bookworm and it’s still a HUGE achievement. It doesn’t matter if you didn’t reach your challenge. It’s just a stupid tracking tool on the internet, it’s not something to measure your worth as a reader or as a person. You’re still awesome, even if you read just a page. Even one page counts. We’re busy, school and work get in the way 99% of the times. Unexpected life events occur. Shit happens. It’s normal and it’s expected, because life is fun and all that jazz.

Also, may I suggest a great idea: set your goal to one book for the year. Boom! Pressure off. You’ll still be able to see what books you read, how many pages and all that jazz, with the bonus that you don’t feel like hyperventilating every time you open your Goodreads account 🙂

   2. Not finishing books (the dreaded DNF)

Let me tell you something right off the bat: life is too short to waste on books that you’re not enjoying. Yes, I know, if you’re like me, you die a little on the inside every time you are at that point where you want to scream at the book you’re reading: BUT WHY ARE YOU NOT GOOD WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME WHO DID I OFFEND IN A PREVIOUS LIFE FML FML. It’s a reality. But let’s face it: you’re not going to enjoy every single book you pick up. It’s just not written in the stars. Which is why it’s perfectly acceptable to just…stop reading it. Put it down. Hug a kitten. Contemplate the universe. Leave it be. Maybe pick it up at a later time, maybe not. But don’t feel guilty. You didn’t disappoint the book, yourself, the book gods or literature as a whole. It just wasn’t meant to be and you should never force yourself to read a book you’re not enjoying. In my case, every time I force myself to keep going with a book I’m not enjoying, I tent to end up in The-Thing-That-Should-Not-Be-Named a.k.a. the Book Slump™. Just…no.

   3. Not reading classics

80% of the classics I’ve read have bored me to tears. I mean. I want me some dragons, magic and lost princesses. There are no such things in most classics (a huge oversight on the part of the writers, but I’m not pointing fingers). I’ve stumbled upon some that I really enjoyed, but too few to really make me actively pursue reading classics. The trouble is that a lot of people cringe so badly when you tell them that you don’t read classics.

“So yeah, I don’t really read or like classics”
“Um, I just..don’t really enjoy them/relate to the stories/want to live while I’m reading them”

Whenever people react like this, it puts me off reading classics even more, because I hate judgy people. But I digress. My point is, the amount of classics that you read or don’t read doesn’t indicate how “good” of a reader you are (fyi, there are no good or bad readers imo). It’s just indicative of the genres you enjoy reading. That is all. People who read classics aren’t THE BEST BOOKWORMS™. They’re just people. Like you.

   4. Rereading books

I will shout this from the rooftops: I LOVE REREADING BOOKS. It’s something so refreshing and comfortable to go back to a book universe you fell in love with. To revisit favourite characters and go on adventures with them again. I reread at least a few books every year. Last year, I actively tried to reread at least one book each month. It was so much fun!

Rereading books can get you out of The Slump™. Rereading books is an excellent alternative for when you can’t afford to buy new books because stupid life costs money booooo. Rereading can be so insightful, because you notice so many things you missed on your first (or second, or third or…you get my drift) read. Rereading can be a whole new experience years after reading that book for the first time. Rereading a certain book can be the best for you at a certain time, because everything is familiar and safe. Rereading is absolutely no reason to feel guilty – people usually say they’re wasting time when they’re rereading (um, no), missing out on new releases (they’ll still be there a week later when you finish rereading your favourite book thank you very much), they fear not liking it as much the second time around (fine, I’ll give you this, it’s a possibility, BUT I ACCEPT THE CHALLENGE). Long story short: reread more books 2k17.

   5. Neglecting books because life

We’re bookworms, yes. But we’re also People Who Need To Live and Function in Society. What does this mean? That we sometimes don’t have that much time to read (I know, it’s just so rude). Days may pass when we don’t read at all. Weeks. Sometimes months. Years? (all my college years were spent reading almost academic books exclusively; it was a dark time in my life). But that’s okay. There’s no reason to feel guilty for doing our best to live out lives. Doing that sometimes implies giving up certain things, because we simply don’t have the time or energy to do them. That doesn’t make us bad people or bad readers. Your books will still be waiting for you when you have the time to devote them your full attention. Books don’t judge.

Surprisingly or not, this is just part one. I have many feelings about this particular topic, because I really really want people to read books guilt free. And live the bookworm life to the fullest 🙂

I’d love to hear your thoughts on these points. And if there was ever a time you felt guilty for something book related 🙂

Happy reading, bookish people ❤