| Books and Death |
[May. 10th, 2008|01:31 pm] |
It's been a while since I've lost myself in a book. I read a bit every day, but these days it takes something else for me to be captivated to the point where I can't put it down. I know that sounds a bit hokey and cliche but ever since I was a kid I could pick up a book on just about anything and find it interesting. Somewhere in my late teens I became picky and some books I could start but never finish and other books I couldn't even start (there was one book, the presence of which made me feel physically ill, but that whole episode was just odd. It wasn't the Bible either. Heh. My mum *still* thinks I'm a Satanist and no longer presses me about religion).
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