I used to love reading.
Putting it like that makes it sound like I don’t anymore, which is the furthest thing from true.
Reading is one of my earliest and most enduring pastimes. As a child, I spent whole Saturdays at my local library. My childhood summers were a parade of one book after another cracked open in any customary summertime location: the beach, the hammock in the yard, on a family vacation.
There’s nothing I love more than losing myself and my everyday surroundings in a great story.
I just don’t have much time for it anymore.
Of course, I know the adage: “No one has time; you make time.” I even fully subscribe to this wisdom, in all areas of my life and with all pursuits that are important to me.
And it’s a good thing too, for I really don’t have time.
I’m one of the most planned and scheduled people you’ll ever meet, for whom every free moment is sacred, and my time (and that of others) is my most valuable currency.
True, I’m not a particularly high-powered person with business meetings and evening functions crammed into my BlackBerry. I don’t even have children to keep me busy.
But I do work full-time, and try to get a fair amount done every day on top of that.
As an adult, my three best reading times in the past were while transiting to and from work, over my lunch break, and after supper while relaxing into the evening.
Unfortunately, all of these periods have since come to be occupied by three other essential tasks:
Writing especially is one such task for which I don’t have, but rather make time. Almost every single day.
But writers need to read too. Perhaps more than anyone else, writers need to read. For according to horror grand-master Stephen King,
If you don’t have time to read, you don’t have the time (or the tools) to write.
“Simple as that.”
My resolution solution
One of my New Year’s Resolutions for 2013 is to read 12 books. This roughly equates to a book a month, although I purposely didn’t phrase the resolution as such to improve my chances of actually achieving it.
Case in point: it’s now February and book #1 is not yet completed. I’d have failed in my resolution before even truly getting started.
These days, I’ve carved out a block of time for reading during the hour or so that I eat dinner, which, for the moment, works out well, as I live – and generally eat – alone. I’ve also committed to reading at least 20 pages every weekend in amongst everything else I didn’t get to do during the week while at work.
Regular readers of this blog will already know that I trade in adventures (reference my About page). What easier way to spawn an escapade then when you don’t quite have the time for it – when you’re squeezing precious minutes from dregs?
I’ll be blogging about my adventures in reading throughout the year in regular updates on this particular New Year’s Resolution. Not book reviews per se (there’s already plenty of those to be found on Amazon and Goodreads); rather a review of my capers in get through each book.
My tentative reading list is set and I’m using the “Don’t Break the Chain” method to ensure I keep at it.
Ready, set, and awaaaaaay I go!
Question: When and where do you do your reading? And what are you reading right now?