Well hello there!
My last entry was March of 2010. What happened? Well, life happened but to sum it all up, this happened (and is still happening).
Did I still manage to read in those 11 years? Of course! My books travelled with me around the world. I just didn’t have the time to write about them. Well, I kept a notebook to jot down my thoughts. It did the trick, but it wasn’t as satisfying as musing about my reads the way I did in this site.
So you may suspiciously and fairly wonder, why am I back after 11 years?
Well, I missed this. This kind of writing just for myself. A week ago, I happened to come across my goodreads account and very much like this site, it was a time capsule. I love that after all these years, goodreads and this site remained untouched. The site hasn’t changed. It looks very much like 2006 and I find that extremely comforting.
I miss writing and reading long-form blogs and articles without quick lists, void of modern and trendy jargons. I really don’t want to see any more painfully composed photos, and I’d rather read articles without pepperings of SEO or any sponsored angle. Blogging isn’t what it used to be. Everybody is an ‘influencer’ these days and social media is abound with aesthetics and beautiful objects but sorely lacking authenticity.
Granted, I too have gone down that road and I must admit, it’s changed my life and I finance myself full-time from it, but I’m allowed to miss this old life right? This is how it all started. Writing just for myself.
Since I work from home (I have been writing full-time for over 5 years) and we’re in the middle of a pandemic and I am on the tail-end of fixing my bookshelves, I decided to continue documenting my reading life in this blog. I doubt anyone still reads this and that’s exactly the reason why I chose to write here.
Looked. Hooked. Booked. 
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