Falling In Love With Reading (Again)

My alma mater was books, a good library… I could spend the most of my life reading, just satisfying my curiosity.

– Malcolm X

Happy Sunday!

I’m back after a hiatus, and there’s nothing more I’d like to share than the books I’ve been reading.

Books were my first love. From a young age my parents encouraged me to read by constantly buying me books. Going down the legal route made it difficult for me to read leisurely difficult for a while. Reading became purely an academic and analytical exercise, as opposed to the romanticised way of reading I was used to when I was growing up. To make up for this, perhaps in my next life I shall study English Literature at university.

This year I’ve fallen in love with reading, again. In January I challenged myself to read at least one book per month. At the end of the year, I’ve surpassed this goal by reading 14 books (thus far). I’m glad I gave myself this challenge because I’ve reconnected with something I love dearly. Reading is therapy for me. It helps me escape when I’m stressed, it helps me forget when I feel lonely.

IMG_20171209_212519The Invisible Man, Ralph Ellison

Why do I read?

I read so that I may understand and make more sense of the world around me. I read so that I may become a better writer.  I believe reading is important because I need to understand. Reading is the cure for many things that seemed obscure and hard to understand. The older I get, the more I delve into academic papers and writings on topics such as gender, race, politics, feminism and development.

Thank goodness for the internet, knowledge is much more accessible. My enlightenment had humble beginnings on Tumblr during university to the more sophisticated writings of the likes of Dr. Kimberlé Crenshaw. Podcasts like Mostly Lit, Overdue and The Atlantic Interview have helped to reinforce that it’s always been and always will be cool to read.

When I think of all the beauty and knowledge that can be acquired within the pages of books, it spurs me onto almost obsessive trips to the bookstore. There is so much to read yet so little time.

Books Read in 2017:

  • Nervous Conditions, Tsitsi Dangarembga
  • Rape, Pumla Dineo Gqola
  • For Better Or Worse? Women , and ZANLA in Zimbabwe’s Liberation Struggle, Josephine Nhongo-Simbanegavi
  • Pygmalion, George Bernard Shaw
  • We Should All Be Feminists, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
  • Hamlet, William Shakespeare
  • The Secret Lives of Baba Segi’s Wives, Lola Shoneyin
  • Sense & Sensibility, Jane Austen
  • Thomas Sankara Speaks, Thomas Sankara
  • Why I’m No Longer Speaking To White People About Race, Reni Eddo-Lodge


DSC_2805Hunger, Roxane Gay

Since the holidays are near, why not pick up a book to keep you company! I love hearing what other people are reading, and any recommendations they may have for me. So please do share! If you’d like to keep up with what I’m reading, add me on Goodreads here.


Tonderai x


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