In the last few years, my reading habit has picked up considerably. No sooner do I devour one book that I pick up the next.
I am at my happiest when I am immersed in a book living the lives of the characters in them.
Thanks to goodreads, not only have I been reading a lot more, but also writing reviews for the books I have been reading.
Once long ago, I used to write a lot. On random topics. On things that affected me.
There was once a time, when I thought I would become a writer when I grew up. That was before I realized that I lacked sufficient talent, hard work and imagination to be one.
These days my writing ability has taken a deep dive down south. I seem to have lost my little imagination, the passion and the desire to write.
The only thing beyond the emails or PPTs at work that I write are these reviews of the books that I read.
Ergo, this blog.
I am at my happiest when I am immersed in a book living the lives of the characters in them.
Thanks to goodreads, not only have I been reading a lot more, but also writing reviews for the books I have been reading.
Once long ago, I used to write a lot. On random topics. On things that affected me.
There was once a time, when I thought I would become a writer when I grew up. That was before I realized that I lacked sufficient talent, hard work and imagination to be one.
These days my writing ability has taken a deep dive down south. I seem to have lost my little imagination, the passion and the desire to write.
The only thing beyond the emails or PPTs at work that I write are these reviews of the books that I read.
Ergo, this blog.
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