Ironically enough, it’s also my birth month. WHAT’S UP, UNIVERSE????
It’s been one hell of a month, that July. Whew! But let’s not focus on my three hospital trips. Go on and sit down, Bob and Becky. This is that time where I talk to you about what made July traumatizing yet awesome because:
- Stephen King book
- “Come and Hug Me”
While I only managed to read four books last month (I need to update my Goodreads account, yes?), it was a good month in Booknerd Kingdom. I barely crawled out of my room, let alone my house to finish gobbling up wonderful, wonderful works of fiction. The last book I read for July was “Pet Sematary” by Stephen King and while my nerves were all fried up, it was an awesome read nonetheless.
Meanwhile, it’s in the land of Kdrama Fever was where I laid low. I stopped binge-watching them and instead focused on finishing just one. I chose “Come and Hug Me” and dropped “Why Secretary Kim” and paused on “Master in the House.” (The latter is not really a kdrama but a kshow, though.) What is it about “Come and Hug Me” that made me continue to watch it? Oh dear… All the tension and nail-biting moments on that one!
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** Spoiler alert: I think that there is a high possibility that I am going to be a faerie in my next life. This possibility is brought to you by my recent book hangover from “The Cruel Prince.”
There are times in my life when I have champagne taste with beer pockets. Read: Broke. Too broke to even buy a book. HAHA.
Short of pulling off the greatest bookstore heist in the history of mankind, I resort to re-reading books that are already in my collection. That way, I don’t spend any money to indulge myself in reading (which I am wildly in love with and I’m pretty sure reading is in love with me too, because I am such a delight). Plus, it gives me the chance to go back to a story and look at it with fresh eyes. It’s a win-win situation.
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This is the post where I confess my preferences when it comes to displaying my books in the bookshelves (and sometimes, on the floor). All five of them true, none of them recommended. But you’re welcome to try.
And so, The Bookish Monster that I am, I…
Don’t fold corners of any book.
But I don’t use bookmarks, either. You know what I rely on to remember where I last left off with a book? My memory. Yeah, like that’s a pretty reliable source. What I do is look at the page number, echo it in my head several times, close the book, and then go do something. Maybe eat a meal, take a nap, do some squats, shower our dog with affection by throwing my arms around her neck and fuss over her until she squirms and finally break free. Then I come back to the book, open it, and wonder where I last left off. HAHA.
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