On Falling Back In Love With Reading Again


Hello Lovelies!

When I think about reading, I imagine a young Victoria late at night stuck with her head inside a book, bathed in the light of my bedside table lamp, unable to sleep because I was so engrossed. What a rebel I was. I would get lost in so many books. Spending nights in anticipation of when Mr Darcy would confess his love again to Elizabeth, rooting for Matilda and imagining myself with my very own acceptance letter on my way to Hogwarts. But like most young book worms, especially those living through the mobile phone generation of the never ending scroll, this did not last very long.