One fact about me is that I love to read. Reading is one of the things I can not give up. Not most people like to read and that is a position that I fully understand. I mean, if you were here that must mean that you obviously like to read. Or maybe tolerate it. Im not trying to write a novel to you, but only to get my words out.
Back to books. Again I love to read. It helps me forget about the day and distress, same as writing my day away. I get to learn new things, hear from peoples perspectives, go to new places, or be inspired. I believe the last time I read a full book was maybe about a month ago, however it does not count as a novel since it was a poetry book. Speaking of poetry, I have been toying with the idea of expanding my knowledge of poetry writing and structure and in deep need to find new poetry books. The class I am taking has so far been using a lot of poetry context and exercise and has helped me write again by analyzing.
Here are some of the books I have been enjoying or enjoyed, some I have not finished yet. (A bad habit of mine)
*none are in any particular order*
- Milk and Honey by Rupi Kaur
A very very popular book, you can see a bunch of twitter posts of some of these pages. It is a very short read, which can be done it about one sitting. A collection and journey of Kaur’s prose and poetry about suffering, love, and healing. Very beautiful small book for a short read but powerful quotes and outlooks.