As I’ve mentioned a couple of times in passing on this blog, my husband bought me an iPad Mini for Christmas. He also loaded it with a bunch of books for me. I’ve been spending my time getting caught up on all the reading I haven’t been doing in ages. I read a book about Scientology, and have been tackling some popular fiction. Twilight. The Hunger Games. 50 Shades. I have also been catching up on my blog reading on the iPad, which has been fabulous. It’s much easier to read things this way, when I can do it while I’m waiting for the kettle to boil or hiding from my kids in the bathroom, rather than having to be sitting at my computer.
The truth is that, in spite of not spending much time reading in recent years, I’ve always been a bookworm. I was one of those kids who preferred to spend my time curled up inside with a good book. I remember my mother forcing me outside on sunny days, convinced of my need for some fresh air and exercise. I don’t dispute her decision, but left to my own devices I would have been devouring some literature instead.
Before Jon and I had children, our standard date night involved dinner, followed by a visit to a big bookstore. We spent our evening wandering, reading back covers, and considering our options. Sometimes we meandered together, but usually we split up, each heading to our own favourite sections. His: self-help, business, history. Me: fiction, religion and spirituality, society and culture. At the end of the evening we would find each other, and discuss books on the way home in the car. Talk about a hot Saturday night.
The steep decline in my reading came when I started working from home in earnest. Every spare minute was spent trying to get through my never-ending to-do list. My reading was mostly confined to the Sunday New York Times, one short article at a time, as I ate breakfast. I started books, and then failed to finish them. I kept them there on my dresser, though, with bookmarks sticking out of them. I accumulated a massive pile of unread magazines, just waiting for the possibility that soon, soon, I would manage to pick them up.
Things have changed in my life recently, though. I’ve pared down my commitments, so that I am spending less time working and more time living. After all, this is why I chose this lifestyle. It feels good, and I’m enjoying it. The arrival of the iPad was the right technology at the right time. It makes reading easy and portable. I’m even considering switching my magazine subscriptions for the electronic versions, which hold my page for me and go anywhere. A whole library at my disposal, whenever I have a minute or two to read.
I have more books loaded that I still want to tackle. But after plowing my way through many, well, fluffier selections, I’m ready for something a little more substantial. Something meatier, that I can sink my teeth into. That’s where you come in. I’d like your recommendations. What good books have you read lately? What tops your personal must-read list? I’d love to hear!
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some reading to do.