Is it Time to Abandon the Reading List?
I have shelves and shelves of books. Nearly two dozen shelves alone are dedicated to fiction. A couple of these books already have been read, but most are waiting for the tender caress of this reader's eyes. The same holds true for my bursting-at-the-seams Kindle. Many of these books are ones I have been promising myself to read. These were lovingly snatched out of the bookstore on Publishing Day or pre-ordered online. I couldn't wait to read them. So, what happened? Time. Energy. A massive, towering, intimidating to-read stack on my nightstand and desk. Life. You name it, that pushes it down the to-read list. From time to time, I jump the line (John Connolly and Night Music: Nocturnes 2 , I am looking at you!) but certainly not often enough if The Map of the Sky is not yet read (let alone The Map of Chaos ) and Beastly Bones remained "new" on my Kindle for months. What is the answer to reading what I want when my sole task is to read what I want