…and that’s something you’re proud of?
Welcome to Required Reading, the blog where I make fun of people who refuse to read books and review a few books myself.
A little bit about me: senior in college, not graduating this year because five years is the new four, does not own matching socks, hates celery, loves popcorn, amateur blogger, long-time book reader. Great. Now that we’re acquainted, we can get to the actual point of this blog.
In my lifetime so far, I have probably read at least 500 books or more. Probably more. The summer between 8th and 9th grade, I kept a list of all the books I read. It grew to over 100. I understand that this number is totally ridiculous, and I’m sure you’re thinking, wow, this girl needs to get a life. First of all, that’s kind of rude, and second of all, ask yourself this question: when is the last time you read a book and loved it? Not one for school. Not one that your mom bought for you because she thought you needed to read it. I mean the last time you were so engrossed in a book you forgot to eat. You stayed up until 3 am. You sneakily sat in the back of the lecture hall and read instead of took notes.
That’s why I want to start this blog. So many people I know have never read a book and enjoyed it. I suggest a book to them and they say they’ll just wait until it’s turned into a movie. They say they don’t have time. News flash, I bet you’d have time if you didn’t binge watch House of Cards on Netflix! Hopefully this blog brings a few people a little more in touch with their literature loving sides and helps me become a lot more well-read. I don’t claim to be an amazing writer; I’ll tell you right now I’m not. I’m not a grammar expert, and I’m definitely not an English major. Or journalism major. Or any major that has to do with writing at all. I just feel like maybe if I write about good books, people will read them. That’s all I can really ask for.