I’ve posted elsewhere tonight about attending a knitting group that’s been started at the Toadstool Bookshop. There was knitting, of course, but there was also a lot of talk about books and movies.
Several of the knitters present also come to some of the Toadstool’s many book groups, and much of the discussion revolved around recent and upcoming reading.
That sequed into the film versions of some of the books; and other films featuring the same actors; and upcoming movies of popular books, such as Memoirs of a Geisha. The film is due out later this year; I’m looking forward to that one. Lois (sp?), who works at Toadstool, brought around an advance publicity brochure that the publisher had sent out, and showed us some stills from the film. It looks like it’s going to be every bit as beautiful as films like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Hero, or House of Flying Daggers. Memoirs of a Geisha is one of my favorite books, but then, I like all things Japanese.
Reading is something I get a bit conflicted about, and with all the chat about book groups tonight, I wound up thinking about it again, hard. As a child of two avid readers and book collectors, I was raised to feel it was possibly the most divine thing a person could do. As an adult, in reality, I seldom find time for it. I get a great deal of satisfaction out of reading a good book. But reading is something that feels like I have to make a great, clear space in my day to accommodate. When I cozy up with a book, I want to be able to deflect any distractions; I want to have all that I need at hand (drinks, kleenex, snacks), I want to know that I won’t have to do anything else for a while. I want the time and space to really lose myself in that book.
These days, I’m doing so much stuff in general (see any or all of my blogs for proof!), that I keep getting to the end of the day and realizing that I didn’t even think about taking time to read. Or if I did think about it, it felt like I couldn’t spare the time from my other work.
I know, I know – I just have to find a way to make the time. I’m trying to. Right now, I’m anticipating the arrival of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince in my mail box on Saturday, and I’m trying to prepare by re-reading Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I’ve made it about 175 pages into this 870-page tome. Will I finish before Saturday? I don’t know.
It’d be easier if I didn’t care so much about the crafting I do. I can’t read and craft at the same time, that’s the real problem. If I could, I’d be reading my way through whole libraries every year. I craft a lot, and I don’t see myself doing less.
I keep trying to think of strategies for taking a reading break. Starting the day with reading doesn’t work – Gryphon works second shift, and the beginning of the day is the part we have together. After he goes to work at 3pm, I spend my time running errands or doing household chores, or crafting. Somewhere in the evening there’s time spent blogging. I just haven’t figured out how to make myself find a stopping point in any of those activities where I can say, “Okay, time to read now!”
If anyone is reading this, and has a tip for how they make the time for reading, please feel free to click below and offer a comment. I’d love to hear what you have to suggest.
Meanwhile, if you haven’t read any of the books or seen the movies suggested here, please consider checking them out. I enjoyed them, and I’m sure you will, too.