I have been developing a bad habit these last couple of years.
When in a library, book store, thrift store, or garage sale, I tend to buy one or two books;
mostly fiction but a handful are non fiction of various genres. They are not
expensive, $.25 to $1 at the most, because I do not want to spend a lot of
money and I mostly spend my recehan,
small change. In addition to that, having a smart phone and being able to find
free e-books easily with an already built-in app, I am sadly almost an e-book
hoarder. This habit would be okay, or even great, if I read fast and spent a
lot a lot of time reading.
The fact is I do not like reading, but I have this idea that I have to read. Why read? I do not belong to any book club. I do not talk seriously about what I read with other people, except with my husband, Paul. Besides, I usually only remember the big plot of the story. Many of the details are left forgotten. Yes, I do need to learn literary interpretation.
The fact is I do not like reading, but I have this idea that I have to read. Why read? I do not belong to any book club. I do not talk seriously about what I read with other people, except with my husband, Paul. Besides, I usually only remember the big plot of the story. Many of the details are left forgotten. Yes, I do need to learn literary interpretation.
Somehow I believe that reading is a good exercise for one’s
mind. Once I read somewhere that an active brain delays the onset of kepikunan, senility.
So, what now? Since I read slowly
and sparingly, I end up with books gathering dust in my little condo and e-book
files taking space in my smart phone memory. Should I resolute to learn to read
faster and spend more time reading? Otherwise, I have to quit buying books. Oh,
the dilemma.
