Friday, June 15, 2007

Searching for the 25th Hour in the Day...

I love to read.

Not exactly shocking, right? After all, I'm a writer. Most writers love to read. Case closed.

But here's the problem: I almost never find time to read.

Oh, sure, I pick up the newspaper in the morning and plod through local, state, national, and international garbage that makes me angry, resentful, delighted, worried, or just plain sad. I also search online for job postings, so I guess that counts as "reading". Occasionally, I even allow myself the freedom to surf my favorite blogs for insights and/or laughs (check out CraigslistCurmudgeon for some funny tidbits.) And I can't forget to mention that my son and I love to share some of his youth-oriented books during our days and evenings.

But I don't read for fun anymore.

I'm almost ashamed to say that. But it's true.

Case in Point: I have a wonderful book sitting beside me at our dining room table (my writing desk most days), The Measure of a Man by Sidney Poitier. I want to read it with every fiber of my being. I want to get lost in its pages. I want to know Poitier the man, the actor, the husband, the father, the writer. I want inspiration.

Dammit, I just want to read a couple of sentences before passing out from exhaustion at the end of a long day!

(Phew. That was a lot to unload in a small space.)

Anyway, I'm wondering if any other authors share this dilemma? I find that I write copiously, but read little... and, ideally, I believe there should be a 50-50 balance to help me continue with my literary evolution.

For now, though, I'm hopelessly salivating at the very mention of the Pointier book that was a Mother's Day present and remains untouched. Maybe I'll read it for Father's Day...


Saskia said...

I also love to write and love to read... when I have a good book. But I wonder if maybe because I write I have a hard time finding good books. If I am reading something and don't like the style, I can't finish it. I'd rather sit down and work on a novel that I have more control over (I have to say "more" to qualify, because I never have total control over a story, even when I'm writing). And after a long day of writing and chasing after a toddler and cooking, I sometimes prefer knitting... it still feels constructive, but helps set my brain up for sleep. Try it ;)

And if all else fails, tell yourself that one day you'll have time to read!

The Quoibler said...


You bring up an interesting point.

I've been involved in theatre (mainly stage) for 25+ years, and I loathe going to plays and movies because I can no longer enjoy them. It's so rare to find one that "wows" me that I no longer seek out performances to attend.

(I'm not trying to sound like a snob here... it's just something that I've noticed about myself!)

Maybe my problem is finding great stuff to read, not finding time after all.

In any case, knitting sounds like a lovely hobby! : )