I hadn't been reading much. Not books anyway. I was reading the free newspapers on my way to and from work, and when the news of the credit crunch and knife crime got too much, I exercised my brain with a sudoku puzzle. But I hadn't finished a book in a long time. I'd started plenty, but lost interest after a page or two. This was a sorry state of affairs for someone with a degree in English Literature.
Then I came across the Book Club thread on a forum I frequent and thought that might be a way to kickstart my reading again. So I joined up, voted and was pleased when the book I'd wanted was the book of the month.
The book was Alan Bennett's "The Uncommon Reader" (more on that later) which I read in an afternoon, and then I was off again, reading like a woman possessed.
Of course, this obsession may not last. I was similarly obsessed with exercise in June, so this may just be July's fixation. I'm hoping it won't be and am, in the modern way, creating a blog to share my reading experience.
I used to write
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I still do occasionally, but I've just not been publishing them. Things
about actual feelings. Things that I hope I might look back on at some
point and cr...
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