This time of year has always been a bit tense. It is the time of new beginnings - the start of the new school term.
It's a dreadful feeling when you leave something behind in an hotel or on a train. Small things like books are common items found on transport, along with shoes, smartphones, satnavs, toiletries, laptops, bags, light sabres and prosthetic limbs.
Storytelling, it seems, has come full circle.
Nothing beats having your views backed by science. As if we need science to prove that reading is good for you, but it's better to put it black and white, so to speak. And if your brain needs reading for health reasons those excuses of avoiding crowds kind of pales in significance.
Simple escapism? Deep and complex?
In some of my reviews I say that a book would make a great holiday read. In this instance I mean something suitable for reading at the beach or poolside. To me, it is quite clear what the perfect summer book is. Light.
"I simply cannot read that many books. How do you do it?" Easy.
Reading is a personal pastime and many of us indulge in less than perfect situations. We grab a bit of reading time when we're on the train, waiting for meetings to start, coffee to arrive at Costa, before bed and we all want to read more...but, given the opportunity, how would we create the perfect reading space?.
Dressing up, getting drunk, shooting arrows, hawking and playing games. I love my job.
Writing is a lot like singing. Almost everyone can do it but some are better than others and some are not so keen to indulge. Anyone who went to school will have started writing and singing at a young age. I was no different.