Escaping into a Good Book

As I've mentioned a number of times on this blog, books are a favorite item of mine. I've talked about my fascination with shopping for books, buying books, and owning books, but I've yet to mention how much I enjoy reading them. Buying and owning are pointless without using. You can buy racks and racks of clothing, but if you don't wear them, you'll be thrown in jail for indecent exposure (which will give you plenty of time to read a book.)

It often take me a few chapters to really get into a book. I've put down and never finished many, many books because they sparked but never combusted. But once I'm sucked in, I'm in for good. I hate putting the book down, and generally charge head-long for the finish as quickly as possible. But the funny thing is my sprint for the finish has a two-prong reason. One is obvious. I'm into the story and want to know how it plays out. But I'm also at that point thinking about the next book I want to read, and I find myself wanting to finish my current book so I can move on.

I'm like a serial lover of books in that way. I fall in love with a book, which makes me fall in love with falling in love with books, which leads me to think about other books and how great it would be to fall in love and read those books. Once I'm in that mode I can devour book after book, a cycle that finally ends when I hit a book that just doesn't measure up. I lose interest, in that moment, not just with that particular story, but with reading in general. It sometimes takes a few months before I find a book that starts the cycle over again.

Thankfully I have a lot of books to serve as kindling.

Reading to No End

I think another post about the joy of reading is in order.

Since I started reading again seven or so months ago, I haven't stopped. I read all four Twilight books in no time and since then I've read two more novels and then read some short stories and now I'm onto another novel. One of Jason's sister's favorites is called "Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Friend." I've only read the first chapter so far, but so far I'm really liking the tone. Thanks for the recommend, Steph. I've gotten to the point now that I can't go to sleep soundly without reading ten or so pages of a book. I love wiping everything stressful out of my mind and entering a fantasy world for just that little bit of time before I get too sleepy to keep my eyes open. It's a new world that I'm very happy to be part of. I really think this blog has had a lot of do with my renewed enthusiasm to read.

Another positive has sprung from this positive experiment of ours.

Reading's Delightful

I love that I can say what I'm about to say again, it's been 10 years since I've been able to truly say that I enjoy reading a good book. I hope I'm not jinxing myself by saying this only 100 pages into the first novel I've really enjoyed in a long while. I did finish reading two other books this past year, one being the Jenna Jameson Bio "How to Make Love like a Porn Star" and "Lovely Bones." Both were pretty good and I was happy I got through them, but neither one truly captured my attention like "Twilight" is doing right now. I feel like others might think I'm reading a teeny bopper book, but it's not and I feel a lot of older women would enjoy it and probably have. It does give you dirty thoughts about hot teenagers. I haven't enjoyed reading like this since I read the VC Andrew's Dawn series in High School, there might have been a few other small delights along the way that I can't recall. Hopefully I keep it up...this blog entry could be a healthy motivator. Reading a beautifully written novel is a wonderful thing. Falling asleep now, losing my abilty to type...Goodnight!