Hi, and welcome to Anxious Book Worm. This is my little corner of the internet where books, feelings, and everything in between collide.
I suppose the best place to start is with me. I’ve been a reader for as long as I can remember. In fact, here’s a fun (and slightly smug) fact: when I was in primary school, I had to start bringing my own books into class because I’d already read every single one the school had to offer. Yes… every. single. one. Even the boring ones.
From that moment on, books became my safe place — a way to escape, to feel, to disappear into someone else’s chaos for a while.
My Reading Taste (a.k.a. Suspicion Is My Love Language)
If it’s a thriller, a whodunnit, or has twists that make you gasp out loud, I’m in. I love stories that keep me guessing, flipping pages at 2am, convinced I’ll just read one more chapter (lies).
Some of my favourite authors include:
- Rachel Abbott
- Freida McFadden
- Claire McGowan
- Michelle Davies
- Clare Douglas
…and honestly, many, many more. If it involves secrets, unreliable characters, or a shocking ending, chances are I’ve either read it or it’s already on my never-ending TBR.
So… What Is This Blog About?
Truthfully? I’m still figuring that out.
But I guess i’ll have to start with this list:
- 📖 The books I read
- ⭐ The star ratings I give them
- 🧠 How they make me feel
- 💭 Life, anxiety, comfort, and distraction
Each book will get its own little moment — thoughts, feelings, ratings, and a handy link to my Goodreads because if you enjoy reading and aren’t on Goodreads yet… please fix that immediately. It’s such a fab way to track what you’re reading, what you’ve loved, and what completely broke your heart. You know when you go into Waterstones, to get lost in there and take a million photos so you can go home to upload to your kindle (okay is that only me?) and you can’t remember if you’ve read something? That’s where Goodreads comes in! it’s like a little diary of what you’ve read.
Why Now?
Back in November, I lost my beautiful dog, Millie 🤍
And honestly… I’ve felt lost ever since.
Grief leaves a strange kind of quiet behind, one that’s uncomfortable and loud at the same time. I’ve been trying new things, searching for something that scratches that itch… something that keeps my mind occupied with something that isn’t work. Books have always been there for me, so this feels like a natural place to land.
This blog is me trying. Trying to heal, trying to focus, trying to create something that feels comforting and familiar.
If you’ve made it this far — truly, thank you. It means more than you know.
Here’s to stories, suspense, feelings, and finding comfort between the pages.
Thank you for being here
Love & books (I mean hugs)
Kate x
The Anxious Book Worm 