Read and read and read. I really want to be curled up in the corner of my sofa, with my fluffy socks on, under my even softer throw and free to just read the whole day away.
I can’t, of course, I’m like everyone else in that I have a life to lead. Reading won’t walk the dog, do the washing, ironing, cleaning, buy the bird seed and get Christmas organised.
Then there’s the writing goals, the keeping fit and somewhere in there my hubby would probably like some company… I guess, or maybe not.
I suspect that my writing is suffering as a result of me not reading as much. So, I need to fit that into my day as well. How can you write, if you don’t read?
Does the reading of other people’s’ blogs count? Because that is taking up my reading time these days. Not a bad thing, but I need to get lost in a good book.
I hereby declare to the blogosphere, that I’m going to read more. I’m supposed to be reading a Twitter friend’s draft novel for her. She probably thinks I’ve dropped off the face of the planet. I’m still here and I will read it. Promise!
My, what a busy little bee I’m going to be! I wonder how long I will last before my batteries run out? LOL.
Feel free to join in, driving yourself bonkers and generally burning yourself out. Or, on the other hand we may develop abnormal amounts of energy and drive – and conquer the world!
How about it? It’s amazing what reading a book can do for you.
If you’re lucky enough to be lost in a book today…I hate you and am enormously envious. Have a great day and thanks for dropping by here. To all of my American friends…Happy Thanksgiving.
Until the next time.