I inherited my love for reading from my father. When I was in school, I read every book I could get my hands on in the library. Childhood favourites were the Trixie Belden series, anything by Enid Blyton, Black Forest Summer by Mabel Esther Allan, White Boots by Noel Streatfeild, Grimms Fairtytales (this was a family favourite), and many more which has fallen through the cracks of my memory.
Then when I graduated from college, I just stopped reading. I blame years of studying for exams. I suddenly wanted to be free of books and texts.
Just before I started this blog, I took an interest in cooking and all things food related. Which started my love for cookbooks. Since the bear was born, I’ve stopped buying cookbooks. Our meals are now quick, easy and repetitive. I do believe this is temporary. The cookbookworm in me will resurface someday.
Since I went back to work after a year’s maternity leave, I’ve been downloading kindle books and reading them on my daily commute. I started off with thrashy novels, the ones where I didn’t have to commit to reading, every story was predictable and eventually blended into one. It made the journey go quicker, but I couldn’t remember much once I got off the train.
Thankfully that was just a phase and in the new year, I made an effort to be more selective with my choice of reads. I started off with Ahead of the Curve by Philip Delves Broughton (which I tried reading at home during maternity leave, but it just didn’t happen). Lean In by Sheryl Sandberg followed soon after, which, now being a work mum, I found to be very relevant. I must admit, these two reads inspired me to pursue further qualifications which would be beneficial for work. Therefore, for the eight weeks that followed, my trusty textbook served as my daily travel companion.
Once I passed the first module, I rewarded myself with a book I have been looking to read after stumbling upon The Daily Connoisseur blog. This is my book of the month: Lessons from Madame Chic by Jennifer L Scott. What a delightful read. It’s a Saturday afternoon, we have music in the background, the telly’s switched off, the bear is calmly playing with her toys whilst I get a chance to type this post. For that, I have Madame Chic to thank!
The bear, who is 18 months old is showing signs of having caught the book-bug. She doesn’t let me read to her though as she makes a grab for the book in my hand. Instead, she looks at each page and babbles away – I suspect she’s making up the story as she goes along!
I hope to fit in another quality read in June amidst preparing for the next exam module. Any recommendations?