It's been awhile since I've blogged. I simply can't think of what to write about.
There are many things going on in my life, hard things, and when things get difficult or unpleasant or downright awful, I retreat into myself. I stay in my head a lot and don't let anyone in. It's a terrible habit, but I just can't seem to change it. Oh well.
bib·li·o·phile/ˈbiblēəˌfīl/
Noun: A person who collects or has a great love of books
I consider myself to be a bit of a bibliophile. I love books. I love horrors, thrillers, mysteries, fantasy, sci-fi, anything with a good plot line really.
Some friends can't understand why I love books.
Books are amazing. I love getting lost in fantasy worlds. When reality is boring, books can provide you with hours of adventures in far away lands or with fantastical characters. They're even better than movies, because you can make the characters speak in any way, or you can even imagine they look however you want, not just how they are described. You can imagine yourself as one of the characters. With a good imagination, anything is possible in the realm of stories.
Take me away to my fantasy world, give me another book, let's have another whorl. Take me to a waking dream of whimsical wonder, its my addiction, give me another.
If the stories in books just aren't cutting it for you, you can even write your own. Make up your own land, your own characters, your own fantasy.
There are millions of books with millions of stories and millions of different realms. Where's yours?
