It sounds like a line from a fiction novel but in this case I think it's rather apt. Hi, my name is Jessica and I'm a bookaholic. Yes that's not such a bad thing compared to all the other potential '-aholics' I could be but I reckon this is bad in its own way too.
I inhale books. Quite literally too. I love the scent of a new book and can more often than not be found with my nose buried in one. What kind of books do I like? All books actually, though I must admit the lion's share of my books are of the fictional sort. Funnily enough, books love me back. A good book will have me engrossed for hours until I've read cover to cover - all 358 pages in 3 hours.
I allow myself so completely to slip into fantasy that even the conversations I have in my head sounds like they should be in a paperback. So what's so bad about this you ask? Simple. my romance novels have brought me up to be a hopeless romantic. I wish my life read as a fairytale and when it doesn't i'm bitterly disappointed.
Of late the books I'm reading are all based in Ireland and I'm itching to travel there. Mind you I've read these books like five times now and I feel the same way every single blessed time. I'm beginning to think it's in my destiny to go to Ireland or maybe it's just the fairies in my head.
I'd love to visit a country with it's crisp fresh air and rolling hills of lavender. To be surrounded by the magick of generations passed in the air. Hearing, seeing and feeling the Irish duachais in the air. Ahh, but a girl can dream.
Scratch that. I'm making a promise to myself. One day Ms. Yong. One day you'll save up enough money to visit the fabled Ireland. A place where the fairies in your head can come out and play.
xoxo
Drama Mama
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