I always have a small set of classics beside my bed. These are the ones which have been here for quite a while now because I haven’t picked up any of them to read yet. This tiny space between my dresser and my bed is where I keep my classics TBR.
One thing I really wish to do is start reading a lot of classics, I mean I never read them one after the other, it has always been one classic every 2 months or something like that. So many times I’ve started one but never ended up finishing it.
Classics fascinate me and yet I wonder why can’t I bring myself to actually dive right into them. To me, There’s just something about reading a book which was written at a time when the lifestyle was so different than what it is now. It is an insight to into that time through the the words of that author and that is unlike any experience which can’t be compared to history lessons or shows. I know it requires patience because classics is that one genre that fascinates yet intimidates me. But that does not stop me from picking them up every now and then.
Plus there’s nothing like falling asleep beside the comfort and coziness of a couple books and vanilla scented candle.