reading and books
I’ve been feeling the urge to blog more lately, so I figured since I have time right now I should write something.
What have I been doing lately? What have I not been doing!? Haha! I know I feel like I’ve been doing a lot lately, which is true but hard to explain. Some people know what I’m talking about and I don’t feel ready to get into it on this journal at this point anyways.
Moving on, I’ve really been trying to keep up with my reading. I have slowed a bit; it bothers me a little because I was so good at the end of last year, reading a book every few days.
I feel like the reason I read so many books last years was because they were all good books. I decided this year to read more classics, like Austen, Salinger and whoever else is considered a “classic”. This, I feel, has slowed me down a lot. I’ve come to realize that classic books don’t keep my interest like modern books do.
Also I’m not one to give up on a book because I don’t like it. There is a woman I work with that gives books only a few pages to grab her interest, if they don’t she immediately skips to the last chapter and to read how it ends. I can’t do that. I sometimes find myself opening a book in the middle and reading a sentence or two if the plot is really good and I need to know if someone dies or someone big happens. But like I said I usually only read a sentence before I realize that I’m ruining the book and go back to where I was.
I feel like I should stop giving bad book a chance. I think this stems to the childhood/still to this day, pity I have for inanimate objects. I feel like it’s the books destiny to be read and I’m the only person who can help it reach that destiny. I know, I sound like a crazy person, but this is honestly how my brain works. I used to tell people my favorite colour was brown because now one else said brown and I felt bad for it.
Well no more, I’ve just come off two books that I didn’t really feel like they capture me, started another one that I was struggling through until yesterday. I put it down and picked up the book I’ve been dying to read since it came in the mail and am already over 100 pages in, loving every word of it.
Who cares if I read what everyone else is reading. Who cares if I only get my books from the “what’s hot in fiction” table at chapters or the “Most Purchased” online. The reason these titles are where they are is because they are a good read, so who cares if I’m following the group. They read good books!