For the Love of Reading

When my sister and I were young, my mom and dad would take us to the library every Saturday morning. It was an important weekend ritual where we delved into other worlds for two to three hours. Even as we grew up, our local library remained a favourite place to hang out. Eventually, the overwhelming number of university textbooks put a damper on my love of reading. And with the popularity of the Internet, YouTube, torrents and social media eating into my free time, I only read books sparsley throughout my twenties.

Now, living up north, I feel that I have more time to settle back into reading. Most of the past weekend, J. and I spent curled up on the couch. He loves his fiction, while I was absorbed in my non-fiction books. Lately, I’ve been reading as I listen to the audiobook. I find that when I do this, I process everything at a much faster rate. The downside is that I tend to rush through my books. Currently I’m juggling three books:

  • World War Z, by Max Brooks
  • Bossypants, by Tina Fey
  • How Children Succeed, by Paul Tough

I’m also waiting for The Kitchen God’s Wife to come through the mail. I found a BookMooch for it and used my points to get it.

One of my favourite authors growing up is the late W. Somerset Maugham. I remember falling in love with Of Human Bondage, despite not really understanding the book. I found this quote while browsing quotes on GoodReads. It’s not meant to be a depressing quote, but I definitely share the sentiment as I look out the window to see the first snowfall happening up north.

To acquire the habit of reading is to construct for yourself a refuge from almost all the miseries of life.



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