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Do Books Taunt You?

Are you the type of person who likes to have a few books lined up so that once you're finished with one, you can swiftly and easily pick up the next?  Or would those books in-waiting drive you crazy, impatiently sitting there wondering how long it will take you to finish what you're reading?

I like having a few lined up.  I love knowing there's another great suggested book sitting quietly on my night table or on a nearby shelf ready to be devoured.  In fact, with today's technology, I am able to "read" three books at once!

There's the real deal, the paper and ink kind that I keep next to my bed.  Then there's the e-book-book that I transport with me from place to place out of sheer convenience (lighter and more accessible when traveling around).  Then, the most intriguing to me of late - the audiobook!

I mentioned this method of reading in an earlier blog, but feel that I must again tout the benefits: I can listen while walking the dog, turning a mundane task into an enriching one.  I can read while running, cooking, doing laundry.  It's fantastic.  Too bad I couldn't do this when my kids were babies, while they were napping and I was too tired to read, listening would have been a welcomed alternative.

Yesterday, my daughter and I visited the library.  I suggested she take out a couple of books by an author her teacher had recommended.  She was reluctant.  Although she wanted to try the books, she is in the middle of one that she likes a lot.  This is what she said,

"If we take out those books, you have to hide them until I'm done with this one.  I don't want to be tempted to read another book until I am finished!"

Comments

Joanne said…
I'm with Maggie. It's kind of like being unfaithful to the one you're with. I need to be attentive to the book I'm reading in order to get the most out of it.
Julie Ann Klein said…
joanne,

i see your point, but i appreciate the different methods of reading books. especially on the walks and exercise. can't carry around a hardcover while running! ha...

but seriously, it's also a good mind exercise for me. i focus in on each book and its plot and characters while reading so that i can keep them all straight.

funny how it's not difficult to do that...
joy said…
i need a great book to read. My Italian books aren't keeping my attention because they're too much work. I went to b and n today, walked around, looked, touched, but didn't buy, because nothing screamed at me. I need an excellent recommendation. Some of the ones I took you up on: Junot Diaz, The Red Tent.... 'historical-ish', but nothing war-related nor any sappy boring love stories.
HELP.

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