Once upon a time, I began this blog as a way to keep track of the books I was reading. To discuss them, to dissect them, to love them.
Now I look back and see what folly that was, for I have posted nothing in the last few years, and deleted everything I had previously written.
I struggled with this blog more than any other blog I kept. Some say eyes are the windows to the soul; I believe that books are the window to mine.
The words of books are public, yet also private, as they can arouse feelings of passion, unease, joy, heartbreak, awe, discontent - just to name a few.
The other problem? I realized that I had started this project less for myself and more for others. Some blogs exist to instruct. This one is for myself.
If anybody wishes to join me, you are welcome.