Finding Time vs. Making Time

I honestly wonder what I did with all that time I had, before I became a teacher.

Scrap that.

I know exactly what I used to do with my time, before I became a teacher; I used to fill my time, after work or in between studying, with reading.

I would read and re-read books that I enjoyed or got lost in. I relished the world and alternative universe that I would find myself in, so completely, with each new book or series. Even as an adult – I love to read YA fiction. Young Adults have such magical talent to choose from; talent and genius that creates brand new worlds and protagonists that you empathise with or can fall in love with. There’s that beautiful thing about literature for children that means it is innocent and untamed, almost.

That being said, I read Adult fiction just as regularly. Recently, I discovered JoJo Moyes and her beautifully crafted stories about relationships, that stay with you long after you close the book. Not to mention, the truly hilarious and imaginative Charlaine Harris who gave me the ‘Sookie Stackhouse Vampire Mysteries’ series as my guilty pleasure; a fictional series that nobody I know reads – but I love!

Plus, who can forget to mention the truly fantastic Kathy Reichs, Patricia Cornwell, James Patterson and John Grisham with their gripping crime thrillers that torment us even after we put the bookmark in and flip the light off.

So, you might be wondering why I am rambling about my love of books. Well, I find that as a teacher (yes, even though I am an English teacher) I just don’t seem to have the time to read the books piling up on my shelf – or kindle – because I’m too busy planning, marking or recovering! This here is my promise to myself that I will make the time to read those books I want to read – and not just the ones I have to read for teaching the next unit of work.

I think I will start with ‘City of Bones’ by Cassandra Clare…

Miss B x

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