Recently I stayed up until 4 am, catching up on season 2 of The Orville, eating junk food, and playing sudoku on my phone. I just didn’t feel like going to bed. And I’m a grown up, so I get to make these stupid decisions. Naturally, I regretted it when the alarm went off, but hey, that’s life.
I have many fond memories of making that same stupid decision, only the activity in question was a really good book. I haven’t read a book in a long time. Nobody told me that married life and just day-to-day life would be so busy. No regrets at all about being married, but I do miss reading books.
I long to encase myself in flannel, hunker down in a comfy bed with a warm dog, and lose myself in another place and time. And no, the book can’t be on kindle, either. No glowing screen allowed. It has to be a cozy, heavy, substantial thing of print and binding. A dog-eared, page-stained, dusty old tome. That’s what I want. Yeah.
It’s not that I’ve stopped reading entirely, of course. I spend the bulk of my day either writing this blog or reading various and sundry articles on the web. But that doesn’t feed my need.
From childhood into my late thirties, I pretty much carried a book with me wherever I went. Books were my security blankets. They were my shields against the chaos of the world. They were how I blocked out the dysfunction of my home life.
I have no idea when or how I stopped carrying a book everywhere I went. I suspect it was about the time I got a laptop. And while I do love my lappy, I sometimes wish I could go back to being that book-nosed girl that I used to be, if only for a little while.
I’d love to see some book recommendations in the comments below!
https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25652712-letters-to-kevin
The description certainly has me intrigued.
It was a fun book to read—and not just because my name is in the title.
🙂
Little Fires Everywhere by Celeste Ng
The Book Thief by Marcus Zusak
The Radium Girls: The Dark Story of America’s Shining Women by Kate Moore
A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini
The Help by Katheryn Stockette
The Paris Wife by Paula McLain
Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking by Susan Cain
Anything written by Bill Bryson
Anything written by Pat Conroy
I’ve read the Book Thief. It was amazing. I do love Khaled Hosseini, an Bill Bryson is my favorite author, so I suspect I’ll love the others.
Well, I have what I believe is a tremendous option….my first book! It’s called Making Minutes Matter: Your Guide to Being Content With How You Spend Your Time. People are overbooked and overwhelmed but it doesn’t have to be that way. Written so that people can choose what passages appeal the most, it’s succinctly written with no fluff so that reading the book doesn’t add to the overwhelm. When people stop spending time on things they don’t truly value (when there is a choice) the result is more peace and contentment. The concept and practice has changed the lives of a lot of people.
A must read on every book list!