Blog Post 6

My relationship with reading is complicated. 

In a sense, am very picky with my reading.  There is plenty of material I would enjoy reading, but whenever I have free time, there are so many things I would do before I would sit down and pick up a book.  This does not mean I don’t enjoy reading.  It just takes a very good book or article on something I am super interested in to get me to actually sit down and read outside of assigned reading.  There are many books I have began to read and enjoyed for some time, but soon enough I always end up going outside and doing something active in the rest of my free time and forget to ever pick up the book again. 

With this, I must confess that I have not read many books at all outside of what has been assigned in school.  The last book I read on my own though and really enjoyed was Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini.  I didn’t enjoy the plot of the story at all, but somehow still loved the book since it was written so well.  Hosseini wrote it in such a close, personal, and clear manner that I was completely captured every time I picked it up and would completely lose track of how long I had been reading.  It was as if I were still a little kid and Hosseini was my grandfather telling me deep, wondrous stories before bed.  Hosseini always kept hooks on me that made me keep reading, and he perfectly painted each situation in the story so clearly that I felt like I was experiencing it all first hand.