Books mean a lot to me. Books led me to my other passion for travelling. Growing up, I didn't travel much outside of the country. My family was the kind of taking summer holidays by the beach and, for that, we didn't have to go far. Travelling abroad was just too expensive, a luxury we … Continue reading Books, my other lovers
It has been a long while since I posted about a book. This really doesn't mean I haven't been reading. It's truly quite the opposite of that. However, it lacks the time for me to actually sit down and reflect on what I have just read. Or at least, it's been happening at night, when … Continue reading Rebecca, by Daphne Du Maurier
Even when I didn’t know how to read, books were saving me. Born in a family that doesn't have a great predilection for books, the reason why I was so eager to devour them was quite a mystery. I have been the different one, always feeling as an outsider. I was so desperate to learn … Continue reading How Books have been Saving me from Madness
The Winged Bone 