Every year I am determined to get back into reading more often and every year this effort peters out after a month or two as life tends to rudely interrupt. What can I say? Here I go again.
I am starting 2017 with a lot of reading matter either piled up by my bedside or loaded up on my kindle.
I understand that a lot of book lovers aren’t very keen on e-readers but I see it as a way to carry around more books and not damage them. I also don’t feel able to condone anything that encourages reading in any form. I have an old fashioned kindle, not a backlit one or a paperwhite or whatever. I find it a lot more natural to read from. I do use the app on my tablet or phone occasionally, but we spend so much time staring at backlit screens these days that I prefer to give my eyes a break. It also has no whistles and bells so like a proper book it comes without the distraction of games or social media.
My usual reading preferences are non-fiction, mostly biographies. Already this year I have polished three autobiographical titles by Carrie Fisher and in the “pull pile” there are offerings about or by Debbie Reynolds, James Mason, Marilyn Monroe and Roger Moore.
That said I am currently indulging in the Father Brown stories of GK Chesterton. The short tales seem perfect for my commute, especially the homeward part where losing myself too far into a book could mean missing my stop!
The plan is for me blether about my reading progress on here from time to time if only to encourage myself to find time every day to disappear into a world of words.
I am on Goodreads here, should anyone care to follow me.