How I Stopped Worrying and Learned to Read Again: Confessions of a Recovering Bookworm
on September 27, 2015
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Between the ages of around four to fourteen, I pretty much read anything within a ten-metre radius that had pages and a spine. I read trashy spy thrillers next to Lord of the Rings and then jumped straight into non-fiction survival handbooks and guidebooks about spiders. I chewed through the Belgariad and the Mallorean in weeks and it became a … Read More