DESTINY DIVINE

Greetings Fellow Book Lover!

Grab a cup of tea and let’s compare notes on our reading habits.

Today, I thought it would be fun to do something a little different.

Something light, interactive, and perfect for getting to know one another better.

I call it “This or That: A Reading Edition.”

The idea is simple: I’ll share my preferences on all things book-related, and then I’d love to hear yours.

There are no right or wrong answers here—just different ways of loving the same beautiful thing: stories.

I’ll go first on each one. You chime in whenever you’re ready.

Physical Books vs. eBooks

Oh, this is a tricky one for me.

I love physical books.

I love the weight of them in my hands, the smell of the pages, the satisfying sound of a spine cracking just a little as you open to chapter one.

A physical book feels like a friend you can hold.

But—and I’ll be honest here—being a woman of a certain age, my eyes aren’t what they used to be.

With physical books, I have to be mindful of the lighting. I can’t read as long as I used to without straining my eyes.

When I was younger, I could read in any light, any position, for hours on end. Those days? They’ve mellowed a bit.

These days, I sometimes find it easier to read an ebook.

The adjustable font size, the backlighting, the lightweight convenience—it all makes reading more comfortable for longer stretches.

So my answer? Both.

It depends on the day, the moment, the need. Physical books for the soul. Ebooks for the eyes.

What about you? Physical books or eBooks? Or do you, like me, love both for different reasons?

Morning Reader vs. Night Owl Reader

I am definitely a morning reader.

There’s something magical about waking up before the world gets busy, brewing a warm cup of tea, and settling in with a book as the sun comes up.

My mind is fresh. The house is quiet. The day hasn’t yet made its demands. It feels like a stolen gift, just for me.

That said, I know night readers who swear by curling up after the day is done, reading by lamplight until their eyes grow heavy.

There’s a special kind of magic in that too.

When do you love to read most—morning or night?

Solo Reader vs. Book Club Reader

I’m going to be honest here: I’m a solo reader.

As someone who enjoys solitude, reading has always been a private escape for me.

I love being alone with a story, lost in my own thoughts, free to react however I want without anyone watching.

There’s something sacred about that quiet communion between reader and book.

But I also appreciate the community of readers who gather here.

And I understand the appeal of book clubs—the joy of discussing characters and plots with others, hearing perspectives you’d never considered, sharing the experience of loving the same story.

Still, at my core, I’m the one curled up alone on the sofa, happily lost in someone else’s world.

Are you a solo reader, a book club enthusiast, or a bit of both?

Fiction vs. Nonfiction

This one has evolved for me over time.

I started my writing career as a nonfiction writer, which felt natural because that was what I mostly read.

I was drawn to true stories—real people overcoming real adversity, surviving hardships, dedicating their lives to helping others.

Those stories filled me with hope, and reminded me of the resilience of the human spirit.

Then I decided to write my first novel under the name Destiny Divine.

And oh, what a journey that was! I discovered how fun it is to build a story brick by brick, to develop characters and their backstories, to construct scenes, to weave in plot twists.

It was like learning a whole new language.

Now? I’m completely hooked on fiction. I immerse myself in my characters, and their world.

It’s like stepping into another time that is the making of my own imagination. There’s nothing quite like it.

These days, I move between both genres depending on what my soul needs. But fiction has stolen my heart.

Fiction or nonfiction—which one calls to you more often?

Series vs. Standalone

I usually read standalone books. I’ve never really gotten into series reading.

Maybe that’s because I just haven’t found the right one yet.

But I do remember a television movie series that captured me completely: the Love Comes Softly series by Janette Oke.

I became so invested in the lives of those characters—following their stories, their journeys, their hearts.

Watching Missie’s evolution from adolescence to adulthood was deeply moving. I felt like I grew up alongside her.

I would love to find a book series written with that same beauty, that same care for character and journey. If you know of one, please tell me!

Do you prefer getting lost in a long series, or do you love the satisfaction of a standalone? And if you’ve found a series that captured your heart the way Love Comes Softly captured mine, I’m all ears!

Cozy Reading Spot vs. Anywhere, Anytime

I’ve had the gift of a perfect reading spot before.

Years ago, I lived in an apartment that overlooked a small lake. My living room sofa became my sanctuary.

From that spot, I watched ducks glide across the water, observed geese living in community, and soaked in the sun warming the grass near the shore.

I read there. I wrote there. I prayed and meditated there. It was pure magic.

These days, my surroundings are different, but I’ve learned to read wherever life finds me. Still, nothing compares to that perfect spot.

Do you need your cozy nook to truly sink into a book, or can you read anywhere?

Books You Own vs. Library Books

I love my library. Truly. There’s something magical about walking through those doors, surrounded by endless possibilities, discovering new authors without spending a dime.

I encourage everyone to support their local libraries, and their local small bookstores. They are treasures.

But when I fall completely in love with a book? I want to own it.

There’s something special about having that book on my shelf, where I can pull it out and reread it whenever I want.

It becomes part of my personal collection, a friend I can visit again and again.

Do you prefer owning your books, or do you love the library life? Or are you, like me, a happy mix of both?

Keep Books vs. Pass Them On

I’ve purchased copies of books for friends and family that touched me in a special way.

When a story moves me deeply, I want to share it. I want someone I love to experience that same feeling.

My experience with this has been mixed, though. I’ve learned that books touch everyone differently.

Sometimes the books I’ve passed along were well received. Other times? Not so much.

People aren’t always moved by a particular story the same way you are—and that’s okay. It’s part of what makes reading such a personal experience.

As for the books I purchase for myself? Most of them stay on my bookshelf. They’re mine.

But every so often, I feel it’s time to purge. When that happens, I either pass them along to friends and family or donate them to my local library, hoping they’ll find the right reader at the right time.

Are you a keeper of books, or do you believe in passing them along? And have you ever had a book you loved land differently with someone else?

A Final Thought

See? We’re all different. We read at different times, in different places, in different formats.

We love different genres, different characters, different stories. And that’s what makes this community so beautiful.

However you read, whenever you read, whatever you read—you belong here.

Now it’s your turn! I’d truly love to know: Where do you land on these? Physical or digital? Morning or night? Solo or book club? Series or standalone?

Drop me a note, comment, or tag me on social media. Let’s compare notes and celebrate the beautiful diversity of book lovers everywhere.

With warmth and pages to turn,

Destiny Divine