I love to read, seriously, words are life and all that. As a child Enid Blyton’s George was my hero, I just loved her!
Having said that, I would love, love, love to tell you I read the likes of Voltaire and Homer, plough through Shakespeare on my days off and devour literature like a premenstrual pissed off woman eats chocolate but alas… I mainline smut. I read short fiction on the internet that is of an undesirable nature and would never tell a soul, meaning you, the genre that has helped me to get through a year that I probably would wish on my worst enemy :)
I explain to my son who reads Fitzgerald and Homer that I, even to my horror, treat reading like I treat wine tasting. Just set up a drip and let the vino do it’s work, please don’t make me sip and swirl and sniff. I feel the same with words, just get me a smutty story that is at best well written with no other purpose than to entertain and I am a very happy and slushy person.
I don’t need to find meaning in anything I read and don’t expect it to change my life, although that is not to say a book hasn’t.
So, the reason for this tumblr is for my WEB101 unit at Curtin University and I have decided that going into a new unit and year:
- I will read a real paper book with pages and words;
- I will read whatever my 18 year old son recommends;
- I will finish said book and then;
- Write a review on my blog and repost on this site.
I look forward to sharing my thoughts with you and if you too have read the reviewed book please feel free to discuss your thoughts with me. Oh I will be continuing to fit in the smut so let’s hope I don’t get the readings mixed up.
Peace
