into the ether

I wonder how many blogs start with something along the lines of "This is my first post. not sure if anyone is reading this."? I'll avoid that cliche and instead start with another: the potebtially self-important explanation.

Without sounding too Sarah Jessica Parker about it, I began to wonder why I didn't have a books blog at a fantastic readers' session at Pan Macmillan today. So many others seemed to have them, and I'd been considering it for a while. So on the train home I decided to take the plunge into cyberspace.

After a bit of thought I decided on rich tapestry as my blog name. The readers' panel got me thinking about why I enjoy reading so much. I'd like to think of myself as a gregarious kind of person but my favourite pastime is so solitary. And this afternoon I loved finding others who loved reading as much as me. I suppose I decided that reading (and as Atticus Finch would say, walking in someone else's shoes) is a way of being a thread in the rich tapestry of everyone else's experience of the world and being one of those threads is good enough for me. 

And then blogger had the domain name available, and the rest is...well, this, really. I mainly read commercial literary fiction and crime, but I'll give most things a go. I'm not a huge sci-fi or fantasy reader; that's not to say that I won't ever read a book in either of those genres, but it'd take a bit to get me to buy one. And I start, but rarely finish, non-fiction occasionally.

That's probably enough for now. I'll try to keep up my good intentions and review a recent read tomorrow.