SheReadsaLot as a kid
As a kid I remember people calling me shy, I wasn’t very talkative around people I didn’t much care for (choosing to have a select group of friends), and preferred to either read, listen to some music or concoct my own stories to write about.
When it came time to go to bed, my mom would usually find me already holed up in my room, deep in a book. Reading was my reprieve from my own life.
I could get to know people, why they acted or thought a certain way, without peopling too much 😅, learn new words, learn about different ideologies, get to see things from others perspectives, go to places that were inaccessible to me.
So I stayed up until the wee hours to do just that.
SheReadsaLot in college
Reading for pleasure took a bit of a backseat, and in it’s place came reading to advance my academic and professional carreer. Learned so much about society, and about myself.
I am an introvert, I tend to see the big picture (meaning I can sometimes overlook small errors), I lean towards emotions insteads of facts 👀, and I love things to go according to plan 😅
SheReadsaLot: 🤔 Nope, doesn’t sound familiar at all… I’m not in my emotions, and I’m always outside
SheReadsaLot: *side eyes herself*
SheReadsaLot emerging
After college (over a decade ago) I started reading for pleasure again. And I read a lot, still very diverse across genres and without looking into who the author was.
This was fine, I enjoyed it still, untill the moment that, what I was reading was starting to mess with me.
Because why did none of the characters look like me? Why if it was fiction did the characters have alabaster skin, wore a size zero and had long silky hair that blew in the wind?
I started making a concious effort choosing who I was reading from, and what I was reading. I wanted reads that had main characters looking like me, my family, friends, acquaintances, co-workers or just the person I saw in passing.
And that’s exactly what I did, and been doing for some years now.
🎵Started from the bottom, now we here🎵 SheReadsaLot
Being able to read fast and a lot is a joy, but it also means that using the platforms I used, I got recommended the same things each and everytime. That just wouldn’t do…
So I decided to start my own bookstagram, no face, just putting the spotlight on my reads and Black authors. Giving weekly updates and short impressions about what I read.
Remember me saying that I wrote as a youngin’?
Something I realized about myself very early on is that I express myself better in writing than verbally, AND that I can be very wordy 🫣. But only when I want to be 🤭, and I needed a place to do just that.
So… 🎵whoomp there🎵 SheReadsaLot.Blog is.
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