Day #1: Make 15 book related confessions.
- When I was 5 years old, I approached my mom and demanded that she teach me how to read. What brought this on? I was watching Arthur on TV and I was jealous that a cartoon character had the ability to read before me.
- When I was 6 years old, my book review of Owly by Mike Thaler was published in the local newspaper after I won the library’s writing contest. I was told by the librarian beforehand that I shouldn’t even bother entering the contest because I was too young to understand it.
- I can’t stand rereading books. There are so many books out there, that once I read a book, I almost never pick it up again. Very few books are the exception.
- I love writing notes in the margins of my own copies. #EnglishMajor
- I don’t mind dog-earing pages of my own copies.
- Six Bibles are on my bookshelf, almost all in different translations. They each came into my life in different ways.
- I’m currently reading the Bible (NASB) on my phone through the app She Reads Truth. It’s supposed to be a daily reading, but I’m always falling behind.
- The Quran is on my to-read list.
- I once borrowed some manga from a friend in high school; I lost the book shortly after, only to find it on the floor – my dog pawing at the cover, scratching it all over. My friend was NOT happy, and I still feel terrible about it to this day, over 11 years later.
- Confession #9 is the reason I don’t trust myself borrowing another person’s book.
- I’m a slow reader. I find myself rereading the same sentences over and over again to get an accurate image of what I’m reading.
- I either binge-read or take forever to finish a book. Some books I finish within a week, but others – even if they’re a favorite – can take months for me to finish.
- When I was a kid, my mom would read the Nancy Drew series to me every night.
- When I was a kid, I always looked forward the library’s summer reading program.
- I’m awful with book clubs. I join them and get the book – but then I don’t make the time to read them.