This week’s Book Blogger Hop question: Can you recall a time in your life when you were not reading?
Tragically, yes. Sort of. One semester in college, I was severely overloaded with reading for classes. Three out of four classes were heavy on reading, averaging roughly one Shakespearean play, one novel and one nonfiction history book every week. I read everything (I was conscientious that way), which left virtually no time for pleasure reading. So I was reading…but not anything I wanted to read (well, some of those assigned books were good, Shakespeare especially, but none were exactly light, relaxing reading).
It was miserable, and I vowed never to let that happen again. So far, so good!
Wow! Can’t remember not reading anything for pleasure, but I probably did have similar times in college (I was a poli sci major with a lot of reading, too, plus a part-time job). That’s the worst, for sure. But you get so overloaded that you just can’t read anything else. And if you want to keep up with current events and read about THAT, even a little, it leaves even less time for pleasure reading. Bet you’re glad those days are behind you!