“Is ‘bookish’ really a word?” This was the first thing my dad asked me when I told him I wanted to start my very own book blog. “Well…” I hesitated. My word doc had always underlined the word in a red dotted line whenever I typed it out on my screen, so of course I wasn’t positive. (Spellcheck has spoiled me in its way of just right-clicking the misspelled word, and – voila – several suggestions for what you really meant.) So we had to look it up, and this is what we found…

I was bookish. I am bookish. If you look up “Emily” in the dictionary, bookish will be right next to my name. I am destined to be bookish for the rest of my long, bookish life. Words mean a great deal to me, and books are… well, books are an asset to life. Many people have got to feel the same way I do; surely I am not the only one who feels she is the very definition of ‘bookish,’ and bookish is the very definition of her. So, in order to share my love of books, and my very bookish life, I was determined to my get dad’s laptop and have him register my own domain name and share my bookish world with you. So this blog if for the bookish. I’ll post book reviews, and random ‘bookish’ things, and maybe even fragments of my own book.

Because (ugh, my teachers would get onto me for stating a sentence with ‘because’ …) BECAUSE – “what is a life of books if you only read what everyone else is reading? If you read what everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone is thinking.” (Hakuri Murakami) So I’ll share my favorite books, and perhaps you can share yours. I look forward to posting more of my bookish world!