Feeling guilty?

Have you ever come across a book that you just couldn’t get into? Maybe it’s not what you expected, maybe it’s not your cup of tea or maybe, dare I say, it’s boring?

And you try your best to get into it, you tell yourself that maybe it gets better the more you read, but something in your mind is begging you to stop reading because it’s just not captivating. There is no omph you usually get with other books. There is nothing grabbing your attention and keeping it there.

So you stop reading it for a while. A break from the book.

“It’s probably because I’m still in the last book I read.” You tell your. But hours turn into days, and days turn into weeks, and weeks turn into months before you pick it up again!! And you still can’t get into it!!

Okay, I was being really dramatic there, but you get the idea.

See, I’m supposed to be reading “The Dead-Tossed Waves” by Carrie Ryan, but I just can’t seem to make it any further than fifty pages. I have to admit it’s a bit boring. But I made this promise to myself that no matter how terrible, or how boring, or how tedious the book may be, I will read it till the end.

And I’ve read worst books than this one, trust me. So why can’t I read this one?

And what bothers me the most is the guilt I feel for not making the effort to read it out. I know how silly and possibly insane it sounds but it’s the truth. I feel guilty if I don’t finish a book that I’ve started.

I swear, it taunts me! Like it knows the promise I’ve made to read any book from cover to cover!

Ridiculous, right?

So I pick up another book, “Enthralled” a collection of short paranormal stories by various authors, and I’m totally into it, but at the back of my mind I feel like I’m cheating on Carrie Ryan with another author!

Have I mentioned that I am possibly insane? No?
Well, now you know. (I’m not really. I just have an over active imagination…lol…)

So, yeah. Does anyone feel like that? Or am I the only one? (I’m probably the only one…. Oh well)

-Ellie Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ


What reading/books do for me.

I think too much. I think all the time. I don’t ever stop thinking. I think before I go to sleep, I think as soon as I wake up, I just don’t. Stop. Thinking. It drives me crazy because I try to connect everything and everyone to some action or event or the other and my head just keeps going and going like the energizer bunny!

But it’s different when I read. I get so lost among the pages of a good book that it gives me a break from my mind. I focus on what’s happening in the book. I mean, it’s not perfect because I still stop every now and then to think about what I just read, but it’s not as intense and that’s good enough for me. And that’s what reading does for me. It takes me away from me, from the mess that is my mind, from the never ending thought trains rushing around in my head.

I use to self harm and I was suicidal… Reading was, and still is, my lifesaver when I feel I’m drowning in my depression or when I feel like crumpling to the ground; reading and books help me get up. It lets me know that I’m not alone with my thoughts, that I can swim above all the negativity in my head and take a breath. I’ve been on antidepressants and in therapy for two years but there’s nothing like curling up in a warm bed with a good book and just losing yourself in a healthy way.

I just wanted to get this out there. Again, I’ve been thinking a lot lately. A question came to mind; what is there to live for? Besides family, I told myself that I would live to read. To experience the natural high and good feel of finding a good book and getting lost in it. To listen to authors talk about their works. I know there is much more to live for, but reading is at the top of my list. I love it. And I hope to one day to pass this love of reading to my children. Or to even people who feel the way I do.

Reading gives hope. What does it do for you?

-Ellie Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ

No internet? Have no fear! Read a book instead!

I haven’t had internet since Friday. Why? My guess is that a really tall truck passed by and yanked the net cable down. And when they saw what they did, they just toss the cable in our yard…


-_-… really?

My family (except for me and my dad) were so upset. No net or TV for the whole weekend? How would they survive?

Luckily, I always have a book at hand. I started reading ‘BZRK’ by Michael Grant


Honestly, this book should come with a warning.

Oh wait, it did…


It should come with other warnings like, ‘not for the paranoid’ or even a glossary for those of us who don’t know much about biology or nanotechnology.

I’ll explain why in my review.

So yeah, even without internet I can still have an interesting weekend.




Just a quick introduction!

Name’s Ellie and I love to read.

Like really love to read. I am literally running out of room to store all the books I read. Ok, maybe not literally, but I’m close. As you can see, I’ve just started this blog. Not my first time blogging, so I’m not a noob at these things or whatever. I have another blog, I just thought, why not expend myself and my love for books? Why should I keep my opinions on the books I read to just myself? I’m sure others would like to know what I think. (ha, not really, I know) So, here I am, with a new blog.

I hope to post up many book reviews, book news, underrated books, etc.

Guess that’s all for now. Thanks for taking the time to visit my page!

-Ellie Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ

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