Happiness comes from living as you need to, as you want to. As your inner voice tells you to. Happiness comes from being who you actually are instead of who you think you are supposed to be. – Shonda Rhimes, Year of Yes: How to Dance It Out, Stand In the Sun and Be Your Own Person

It’s strange how one day you just stop reading for pleasure, time passes by, and you look up realising how much harder it has become to read. To just pick up a book, any book. There’s never enough time, you have too much to do and the excuses keep coming.  Until you just do it and then you’ve fallen back in love with reading, forgetting that the relationship ever faltered.

There is no joy quite like, picking up a new book on a whim. And that book happened to be the fictional fantasy by April Genevieve Tulcholke, The Boneless Mercies.

I believe that this is actually my first book review on this blog and that’s exciting. More for me, you see I set myself a reading challenge for the year of 120 books. Adventurous? Maybe. Doable? Yes.