February 21st, 2020 by Jane Turner
I am a reader. That’s me in a nutshell, I read. A LOT. I’m a Bibliophile. Bibliophilic, even.*
I’ve always read. One of my earliest memories is sitting on the steps of my kindergarten classroom, age 4, reading an Enid Blyton novel (Folk of the Faraway Tree, classic!). I’m so incredibly thankful to my parents for reading to me and instilling the love of books, of imagination, of escaping reality…
Many moons later, I still read an average of 3 books per week, covering almost every genre (I don’t do cowboys, but thankfully that doesn’t limit my options!). I’m never without at least one book, but it’s usually my Kindle when I’m out of the house – because it’s terrible when you finish a book at lunch and have nothing to read for the rest of the day. First world problem, I know. But, back to my point.
Because I read, I know things. My vocabulary is excellent, my spelling, punctuation, grammar and language skills are top notch. (I’m also excellent in a pub quiz. 😊) Spending 30 years as an Executive Assistant only honed these skills further.
Being able to read for a job? Being able to make the text and the reading experience even better? What better job could there possibly be for a bibliophile!
So, there you go. Turning my passion into a job – what we all hope to do, I think. And I’m lucky enough to have been able to do it. And all because I love to read.
* noun. a person who collects or has a great love of books, a person who loves or collects books.