updated 02/06/2026
I’ve been reviewing books for years, but long before that title ever applied to me, I was that kid—the one with her nose permanently buried in a book. I escaped into stories the way other kids escaped outdoors. My room was my sanctuary, and my shelves were crammed with anything I could get my hands on: classics and comics, history and mysteries, poetry and romance, science fiction and fantasy, nonfiction stacked beside them all. If it had pages, I read it.
As an adult, not much has changed. I still approach reading with the same hunger and wonder I had back then. I don’t simply read books—I devour them. Stories pull me in completely, and once they do, I’m lost to the world until the final page is turned.
Over the years, that passion has turned into thousands of reviewed titles and hundreds of published reviews, many of them sent directly from publishing houses, agents, and authors. Each book is approached with care and respect, because I know what it means to place your work into someone else’s hands.
From time to time, I receive emails asking about my review process. The answer is simple, though never mechanical. My reviews are typically several paragraphs—or more—offering an honest analysis of what I’ve read. I focus on what stands out to me: the highlights, the nuances of character, the moments that linger after the book is closed. Occasionally, I’ll include a short quote if it captures the heart of the story better than I ever could.
Many reviewers rely on structured systems—a five-tier pyramid neatly aligned with a five-star rating. While I may subconsciously follow a few of those tiers, my process is far more instinctive. To truly digest a book, the first requirement is readability. I need to be able to follow the storyline, to feel grounded in the narrative. More often than not, I include a conclusion—not just about how the book ends, but about how it lands.
Statistically speaking, my highest-rated reviews tend to fall within the military and war genres. These stories often carry a weight and authenticity that resonate deeply with me, leaving an impression that’s difficult to shake.
Unlike many reviewers, I’m not necessarily drawn to neatly identifiable or universally likable characters. I’m far more intrigued by authenticity—by characters who feel raw, unconventional, or even unsettling. I’m also not one to compare books to others in the same genre; I find comparisons distracting and limiting. I’m a strong predictor, so I crave stories that surprise me, that ignite my imagination, or that reach into the depths of my soul and stir something there.
At its core, my relationship with books has always been personal. Reading isn’t a checklist or a rating system—it’s a connection. And every now and then, a story reminds me exactly why I fell in love with reading in the first place.