I can be really sentimental and nostalgic with certain things and, despite believing that time is a social construct and that it doesn’t really mean anything, I especially feel it at the end of the year. When it hits midnight on New Year’s Eve, I feel this big drop in my stomach. I think it’s…
Category: Books
Feminists Don’t Wear Pink and Other Lies and my own feminist lie
If I’m to be honest, I haven’t been keeping up with my goal of reading more. I have read the occasional book, but so far I’m yet to be in a constant cycle of picking up a new read as soon as I’ve finished with one. In an attempt to start this routine, it’s about…
Learning to love [books] again
There are people out there who are 100% the definition of a book worm. They read 8 books a month, know the names of all the authors in WHSmith’s top 10 and have a library-like book shelf at home. I on the other hand, never have been and I don’t think I ever will be…