I love to read.
Which is good. You learn things from reading.
I started reading around age four and I remember piling my books around me in my bed and cuddling with them as if they were my lovies. On more than one occasion I've been informed that my reading is a problem, from statements like, 'You'll never have a real life if you keep living in those books' or 'Your brain doesn't benefit from you reading a book over and over' (this second statement was a TEACHER, that's right an EDUCATOR told me to not read as much. As horrified as I am to think about this as an adult, I was mortified as a child.
The thing here is, I never thought my reading was a problem.
I love it. Like I said, I honestly believed that reading opened up worlds to me that I'd have never been privy to otherwise. Worlds from time long since past and places that only exist in other authors minds. I love that my daughter now loves to read, that I don't have to force her, and that she (almost) loves the new book smell as much as I do. I just love it, I love the thrill of having a new book that I have waited and waited for and cracking it open with some warm tea, a couple cookies and a cozy blanket.
But lately, when I should be writing, I've been reading.
I know that most great writers read a lot, but in theory, most great writers actually write at some point as well.
So, my pledge.
Starting Monday November 24th, I will NOT read For a WHOLE MONTH.
Thirty days.
NO READING.
NONE.
NO READING THAT ISN'T ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY.
for thirty days.
Thirty L-o-o-o-o-n-n-g days.
I'm getting light headed, is the room spinning?
No reading until Christmas Eve.
A reading diet, when I can hog out on turkey, ham, pecan pie and various other evil but delicous foods.
So here what I need from you faithful bloggies.
(bloggettes is a little sexist, but I do like it better)
Don't recommend a book or several books to me unless you are prepared to sit by me AA sponsor style and talk me down from the ledge.
Don't ask me about what I've read lately and if my eyelid starts to twitch step away slowly.
Expect me to cheat and love me anyway.
So hopefully I will be churning out mass amounts of writing this upcoming month which means updates on WritingMommy and I will of course keep you posted on my progress with not reading.
Happy Thanksgiving Turkies!
R
1 comment:
Oh for the love of all that is good - beginning your reading fast on my birthday! It's sacralige! LOL! You know that I am your true sister in the love of reading, and I too have had to say "no more" until I am back in balance. I still feel like I am never alone or lonely as long as I have a book. I take one almost everywhere. Books are the best of friends. I will think of you with each morsel of text I devour, but promise not to tell you about it (except for the one I bring one on my birthday date with Charles to Outback of course).
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