I used to blog, a lot. For those of you who have known me a while, know that I have had several blogs. From Tripod (before the Lycos merger), to Livejournal, Xanga…I’ve moved myself and my thoughts from one blog to another. I thought that I would get go back into that again.
No, don’t worry, I won’t talk about my personal life that much. Instead, I wanted to talk about things related to books. Maybe I’ll ramble about what I’m reading, or I’ll gush about how one sentence made the scene into a memorable one. I don’t know if I’ll be able to do this daily, but I’ll do my best.
So for my first entry? I read The Night Swimmer by Matt Bondurant, recently. One of my reading goals for the year was to expand my reading horizons. The Night Swimmer definitely accomplished that goal. It’s a contemporary fiction, targeted for adults. The setting was in Ireland. The heroine was strong, and the writing superb. But it was a murder mystery. It was scary. The imagery gave me goosebumps. It was a great thing, but I couldn’t sleep after I finished it. I had to keep the bathroom light on.
Yes, I’m a reading wuss. It’s why I hold back with a lot of great books. Hopefully I can change that, among other things.
Do you have any reading fears?