The Third Time is the Charm

I recently took down my second attempt at a blog and was searching around for another idea, wondering if the whole thing was a bad idea.  Pretty much everything I was putting out was bland and unoriginal.  I felt constricted by the limits of the professional framework I was attempting to put on it.  While that is certainly a part of me, it wasn’t the part of me I necessarily wanted to share.  Coming up with something to write about was like pulling teeth.  So this morning I began thinking on what I did like to share.  I came up with books.

Oh good.  Something even less original than a blog about librarianship.  A book review blog.

So, I had to think a little harder and as I was drying my hair (why, yes, I was thinking in the shower.  Don’t you?) it occurred to me that one of the things I love when I am reading is exploring an exotic setting.  It might be the setting of a fiction book, a non-fiction book, it really doesn’t matter. I want a book to take me places.  I am especially fond of armchair travel because I love to travel, but can’t afford to do it as much as I would like. 

So there it is, what you need to know about me.  I like to read.  I like to travel.  I like to read about travel.  That having been said, an armchair journey is called for.  Off I go to peruse the stacks to see where I will explore next.