I have always loved reading. And been a voracious reader. It’s funny though, I don’t remember my parents reading to me, all I can remember is always reading. If I had nothing else, then I’d read the cereal box as I ate breakfast. Backwards (I mean, I’d read the words backwards – either each word or each paragraph – not eat breakfast backwards. Because that would be weird).
As a child, one of my favourite things to do was to go to the local library every other Saturday morning with my dad, where we’d return a stack of books each and then borrow another stack of books. And of course at school English was one of my favourite subjects and I continued the reading through university with a major in English Literature.
And then I started knitting. And since then, I’ve all but stopped reading (but haven’t quite stopped buying books!). I do sometimes listen to audiobooks, and I use audible.com. But true to myself, I’ve managed to buy a lot more audiobooks than I’ve actually listened to. So I’ve got a lot of unread books on my physical and internetty shelves, just waiting for that “one day”. I’ve decided it’s time to make that “one day” be every day, or at least every other day.
One of my new favourite places to read is in the backyard, when the yard is in shade towards the end of the day. I lug out a quilt, a book, the baby, and some baby toys and if I’m really lucky, I get a few pages in while Connor plays and watches the trees and the birds fly overhead (only the birds fly, not the trees, they don’t fly. Because that would be weird).
Today I finished reading a book. Not the one in the photo, I’m still going on that. No, today I finished reading a trashy novel – one of my (not so) secret indulgences is the occasional trashy novel. Dead in the Family by Charlaine Harris, the 10th book in the Sookie Stackhouse (aka True Blood) series. Easy to read, relatively well-written (for trashy novels) and entertaining! I recommend the series if you like that sort of thing!
I’m going to keep a booklist in the sidebar, just out of interest. I’ll be pretty happy if I can get a book, or maybe two, read each month. Not a lot, I know, but it will be more than I read last year!