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Back in the day, I was the one who read. All. The. Time.
Those Summer Reading Clubs at the Library? Encouraging kids to read six books over the summer?
Pfft. I read six books the first week.
I got excited about a book that was really good.
To this day, I can still remember the sorrow I felt when I finished reading Heidi in second grade...not because it was a sad story but because it was over. I remember the awe with which I finished A Wrinkle in Time in the 7th grade, the amazement at the end of Ben Hur in the tenth grade. I remember the gratitude I felt...not to mention complete shock...when my sister handed me a copy of The Return of the King after happening to make a trip into town the afternoon after I finished The Two Towers ...she'd heard my lament at the cliffhanger ending. Then there was the marathon reading session I did whilst down with a respiratory virus at college to finish a borrowed set of The Chronicles of Narnia and wondered where C.S. Lewis had been all my life....and prompted me to purchase the whole set of his Space Trilogy when I happened upon it in a bookstore shortly afterward.
Oh, yes, so many good books.
I remember my grandmother lamenting in her later years that she didn't have the patience to read anymore, and it made her sad.
I'll never be like that, I thought. Reading is too rewarding.
But. Y'all. There are only 24 hours in a day.
And, just for grins, I took a picture of the Books Waiting to Be Read.
Sixteen books in that stack. And there are a couple of others that I know of that were elsewhere and aren't in the stack.
Some of them have been there for more than a year. More than two years....And there are a couple of others that I've had for a long time and just haven't been
able to get myself to get interested in them...recommendations from a
friend or some such thing...and I've about decided it's to donate them
to the library.
I actually have read a bit in a few of those books; the top book is the current study in our ladies' group at church and I'm probably two thirds through. But I never thought I'd have a stack of unread books.
I haven't kept track of the books I have read this year; maybe I should. Kinda like I keep track of the yardage in/yardage out on the sewing blog.
Part of my problem is I like re-reading old favorites. I've probably read The Lord of the Rings at least 15 times since that first agonizing trip through Middle Earth in 1977. Brother Cadfael and I are well acquainted...and you know I've revisited Narnia over and over. So sometimes, the reading time is spent in familiar territory.
But there is a wealth of wisdom, challenge and instruction in that stack.
I need to be more intentional about my reading.
Among other things...
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