Recently, I am craving a return to writing more here on this old friend, The Bookish Kind. For many years, it was an outlet for me to express my thoughts and ideas, prose and poems. Then for some reason, it waned as things do.
It's an old fashioned sort of blog and it will stay that way, for I am an old fashioned girl in many ways, and as you know if you ever read this blog in the past, I should have been born in another era. I like the old fashioned ways for many reasons; things were simpler and people got to the heart of things deeply.
I think that is what I'm craving right now. To find deeper meanings in life, to escape the noise of a modern world that is falling apart in so many ways. Maybe to find myself again, and establish deeper roots of meaningful and good things.
I definitely want to read more and maybe explore some books or authors that I have not read before. I could probably look at my own library and find a dozen new to me books to read without trying very hard. A good place to start. That's where my bookish life began years ago in my twenties when I learned that I love all the bookish things so very much. And it all started with picking up those first books, first in my childhood with books like "Little Women," "Trixie Belden," and "Jane Eyre," then devouring and thriving on books like "Les Miserables," "Pride and Prejudice," and "Tennyson's Poetry," in my young adulthood days.
It's time to hitch up the book wagon, retrace my old footsteps, dust off my old book collection
, and write my thoughts down once again. So this new year of 2023, I hope to visit this place more and more. I hope you will join me.
