I’m not even kidding. Since I’ve somehow rediscovered my love of reading lately, I just can’t stop. Every day at lunch I’m with a book. Every night before I go to bed, I’m with a book. When my computer is getting fixed and I really can’t do anything else…I have my book. And you know what? It makes me happy.
Not only that, it makes me feel just a wee bit smarter. I feel like all those brain cells I lose when I watch crap like the Hills and Greek and Top Model all come trickling back when I decide to sit down and read a bit.
Last year I’m pretty sure I read two books (maybe three) and one, Wicked, took me about eight months to finally finish because I kept getting so distracted and disengaged with the story (compared to my undying love for the musical). After the struggle I had reading Wicked I was pretty convinced I wouldn’t really love reading again, but luckily I’ve been wrong. Ever since I finished reading Wicked in March I have read ten more books. Now I know for some people that doesn’t seem like a whole lot, but for me it’s a ton and I love it. I feel like I am finally reading those books my friends talked about but I could only give my two cents on the movie versions (The Devil Wears Prada, The Nanny Diaries, The Notebook) and actually enjoying books my even my mom reads (the Stephanie Plum novels…I’m up to number four). It’s a great feeling actually and I sort of love it.
Especially now when my shows are starting to make their way back (and don’t get me wrong, I can’t wait), it’s nice to be able to take time out of my work day and time before bed to do some reading. Right now I’m reading A Million Little Pieces and I can barely put it down. Although I was mildly intimated at first by the weird grammar and length, overall I am definitely a fan. And apparently I have to go pick up My Friend Leonard next because it’s just as good as this one. However I already have Lovely Bones and The Secret Life of Bees waiting for me at home (oh the joys of a library a block and a half away, haha) so we’ll see when I can read that one.
Anyhoo, this post really doesn’t have a point besides the fact that I’m reading again and it’s fun and I sort of love it. Yes I know I’m a big dork and watch too much TV and read almost as much these days, but it’s quite alright because I am happy dangit.
Anything making you guys happy these days? And any books I should be adding to my ever growing list? :)