Two things last week got me thinking about my reading habits — the Friday BBAW question and a post by Eva at A Striped Armchair. BBAW asked about your blogging goals for the coming year and Eva was talking about reading on a whim.
I consider myself a whim reader and by that I mean I pick what I want to read based on what I feel like reading not on a structured plan. Even when I’m participating in challenges I manage to find a way to ignore any sort of plan I’ve put in place and pick my next book randomly. The last few days I’ve been thinking about why I do this and I can come up with no reason for it. Normally, I’m a very organized person who loves to make lists and have everything in a certain order, and while I do make reading lists, I don’t have any prescribed way of reading the books on the list. Even when it’s a book I’ve been wanting to read, I sometimes leave it until I’m feeling it more.
Here’s the good thing in all of this; I think this is what keep reading fun for me. I’m always looking forward to something new and not knowing what that is, makes it fun. Hardly do I ever think about the next book I’m going to be reading while reading, unless of course the book is bad, scary, or sad in which case I might make an effort to be sure the next pick is something more uplifting, but other than that, I don’t go out of my way to think about it.
On the right sidebar, I have a widget for the next book on my TBR and I realized earlier this week that it’s pretty much useless to me. You see, I pick those books at random from a pile sitting on the little table next to the desk. In some cases, the books I have there never get read. It was just a book on the pile and for that moment looked interesting. Sometimes I do read the books but sometimes I don’t.
In some ways, I have similar feelings about my blog. I love doing this and BBAW gave me a humongous list of new blogs to visit, but I randomly take days off and don’t feel guilty about it in anyway. My goals were, and remain, pretty simple — just to talk about my book reading. I’m trying to keep it that way and I know it will stay fun.
So, the wrap-up. Last week, I read:
Dracula in Love by Karen Essex.
Packing for Mars: The Curious Science of Life in the Void by Mary Roach
The Last Kingdom by Bernard Cornwell
Dracula in Love was meh, Packing for Mars was fascinating and gross, and The Last Kingdom I’ll be finishing up today and it confirmed my love of everything Cornwell writes.
That’s it for today folks. Enjoy your Sunday.
Howl’s Moving Castle by Diana Wynne Jones. I put this one on hold in the hopes that I would have it for Jenny’s Books’s Diana Wynne Jones Week but it didn’t arrive in time. I’m a few chapters in and enjoying it. This book has been on my list for so long and I was worried that I would be disappointed by it (you know that whole books living up to expectations complex) but it’s good and funny. I thought the main character was going to bother me but once I got to understand her a bit, she’s grown on me and now I find myself happily following her along on the strange little journey she’s taken to find her fortune.
The Thieves of Manhattan by Adam Langer. I will admit that I know nothing about this book. I took it home with me without even checking what it was about but I have a feeling I am going to love it. I read the first few sentences and was completely taken in. When I dropped the books on the table my husband picked it up and asked if he could read it too. Maybe it’s the stark cover or the title, I don’t know, but I can’t wait.
The King of Attolia by Megan Whalen Turner. Oh yes, now I get to found out what happens to Gen. You see, Gen is a Queen’s thief for a neighboring country and he’s managed to fall in love with the Queen of Attolia. Now, in the name of not giving it all away, I’ll stop there but I’m so looking forward to this one.
with its intriguing cover. It looks sad, depressing, and I’m not sure there is a happy or even a little less depressing end to the story but there was something that made me want to read it. It’s about brothers who live together on a crumbling upstate New York farm. When one dies the other two are suspected of murder.