You know that feeling when you have just finished reading a book you really enjoyed? Sitting there closing the back cover or an audio version swiping done?
Well, I have that feeling right now – sitting here all smug because I have managed to reduce my reading pile by one, then that excitiement to choose another … did I say excitement?…. DONT YOU MEAN UTTER INDECISION?!!
Its more like a weird mixture of smug flailing really,
” how about this one then?”
and it goes on…..
Do I choose one off my groaning shelves, Do I try and reduce the size of the kindle stash or go and and listen to an audio, or do i listen and read .. decisions…decisions…. i need to put the kettle on, I always find that I make the best decisions over a pot of the good stuff 🙂
How do you choose your next read?
- are you methodical
- are you random
- is it a case of eenie meenie miniemo
- blinfolded and fumble around until you touch one
- play spin the bottle and see which it points to
- draw up a pie chart
- or one i am sooo gulity of is buy a COMPLETELY NEW BOOK!
Sometimes, I do imagine my books talking amongst themselves, when I am not in the room or gone to sleep
“I have been sitting here patiently for months, I am so stiff, I think I have Arthritis in my spine and my pages have dropped southwards”
I know the feeling book, everything droops southwards eventually…damn that gravity!
Joking aside, no matter how I choose my next adventure, I would’nt be without them, I cannot think of a time I was bookless or I had my face squarely implanted in one. They are my friends, and have been with me thorough thick and thin and have allowed myself to drift away into a world that is not my own for a time, where I can be free and dance with the stars.
Thanks buddies… love you all !!
now………. where is my blindfold…….