I am what I read

As a kid, I was a bookworm. I distinctly remember devouring the 1st book in the Harry Potter series and falling in love with reading. My birthday and Christmas presents almost always consisted of books, which I would promptly read. My parents would often find me reading under my covers with a flashlight after they sent me to sleep. I took my books everywhere with me, into the bath tub, on car rides, and even to the dinner table (much to the annoyance of my parents). Somewhere along the way, I got busy and books took a backseat. Recently, I’ve had some time to delve back into the world of books and I’ve decided to use this blog to record my journey.