Book Ramblings Part I

It's Friday and that means it's a day to ramble.

Today's topic is books. It's going to be in two parts.

Part 1

What have you been reading? Do you have a favorite genre of books?

I do, I love thrillers, crime, spy, courtroom dramas, adventure.

Once upon a time, I used to be an avid reader. Then life got in the way, work, motherhood. I still read but not as much, may be one book a month.

Surprisingly, last year, I read more books than I have in a long while.

Plus I went out of my box and gave other genre a chance.

I read "the island of Sea women" because my friend asked me to. I'm glad I did, I wouldn't otherwise know about a tribe of such strong women and the matriarchal society of Jeju island in South Korea.

I read "yes, no, may be so", an young adult book as per my daughter's suggestion. I used to read a children's book to them by the same name and that phrase has stuck with us and often ask them that question after asking them a question. It was having a voice and doing something about it during an election. I needed to read it.

I read "the historians" as my middle child was reading it. It was a fiction about Sweden's role in world war 2.

I read " the jungle", about a refugee camp in France and I stayed up many nights thinking about all the refugees.

I read "My Monticello", short stories and I have been to some of the places from the book, I have stood there and the ignorant me really used to think that " all men are created equal." I was a fool.

But one that stayed with me more than the others was " The last green valley"-by Mark Sullivan. I will talk about them a little more later on in the day.

And of course I read some of my favorite authors. As you can see, one particular shelf is overflowing. I believe I have read all of his novels.

What have you been reading if you like to read. ? Do you have a favorite author? Have you read any of the books from my pile?

This is enough for this morning. More coming up later. Stay tuned.

Happy Friday my friends.

Little free libraries. I love those. Have you spotted them near you?

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