Hi guys! I need some book recommendations 😊

Growing up, I loved fantasy/whimsical novels like The Chronicles of Narnia, The Spiderwick Chronicles, Harry Potter. I want to get back into that kind of genre again, but this time I’m looking for books that have a similar magical, immersive, wonder-filled vibe without feeling too YA.

Things I’m looking for: -whimsical / cozy / magical atmosphere -immersive worlds that make you feel like you’re living somewhere else -adventure, mystery, folklore, magical creatures, hidden worlds, etc. -preferably adult fantasy but not spicy things.

Any recommendations? ✨

Hi~ I'm asking this because in many years of tracking my books I've almost never used the tbr section,but I'm starting to wonder if that wouldn't be way more practical than just staring longingly at my shelves whenever I'm considering to start a book. So,the questions are: -Do you only put books you own physically in the tbr,or also those you still have to get a hold on or that you are planning to read digitally? -Does actually having a full tbr list ruin the magic of scanning the shelves? Because that would be kind of...meh

What is a specific scene in a romance book that made you put down the book/kindle and say "What the actual fuck am I reading?"

Don't forget to drop the title 👀

I need to shout into the void but I don't want to trigger anyone so please take care of yourself if you're currently dealing with grief or losing loved ones, maybe you should avoid this rambling.\

This year is rough. I've been reading a lot. More than I usually do. The year started with anxiety over several matters like immigration, grandparents reaching 99yo this year, and I didn't realise at the time that I finally pushed myself to try audiobooks. A month ago my baby cat started being sick, I got worried but thought I'd deal with it. He died brutally of cancer within two weeks. I said goodbye exactly a week ago today, and I am not doing well. I miss him and I want him back. I don't want to cry all the time and I feel empty so I redirect my time to reading. At least I'm in pages and I don't think about what makes me sad. Took me years but that kicked me into finishing The Priory of the Orange Tree and idk I was stubborn I guess I read Secret of Secrets for good measure. I have no opinion about the Priory, I think I could have loved it but I don't have space for things to make me happy ? I hated SoS however and that fueled me while it lasted.

Yesterday, not even a week after cancer took my cat, my dad had something to say. He has cancer. It feels like a stupid joke, a badly written tv show. I cried a while and went back to read a book rather than just feel empty and tired and just sad. Can't tell you much about what I read because it's not really the point. I use books to not think about what's currently happening. I can't express how it's too much grief. How my cat faded so fast now it feels like a bad taste foreshadowing of what's to come for my dad.

I've read 40 and something books this year and I don't think I really have anything to say about them. I've consumed them in short shots of dopamine and every minute I don't read is just an anxious and sad one but I also don't have the quality of reading, just the need to turn my brain off for a while. Except if the book gets sad. If it tries to be a heartwrenching, sobbing end. I can't do this, not right now. It doesn't hit and to be fair I don't want to be punched by emotions anyway. Feels like I made a wall of made up stories while keeping them at bay. A very "entertain me little man" behaviour.

I don't know, this is probably not an open discussion topic. I just feel drained. I don't want to think about cancer, dads or cats, but then I'm shutting down every emotion and everything is ashes.