Now if I can just figure out how to read on the treadmill.
Now that, I can do, as long as I'm not going too fast. The elliptical is easier because there's less bouncing.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Now if I can just figure out how to read on the treadmill.
Now that, I can do, as long as I'm not going too fast. The elliptical is easier because there's less bouncing.
When I was a kid, I'd always take a huge stack of books on long car trips, and just read the entire way. Got through plenty of NJ-Maine trips that way. Lately, I've been getting dizzy if I read in the car for too long. Not sure what's up with that, but I don't like it.
I never had to sneak-read as a kid. By the time I was 2 or 3, my parents had pretty much accepted that I just didn't sleep through the night, so reading at 4 in the morning was fairly normal.
My parents didn't care what I read, probably because they had no idea what the books were, but they had very firm notions about bedtime. Also, I shared a room with my sister.
I DID get in constant trouble for reading in a poor position, reading at the table, or reading in dim light
Oh GOD yes. The one time I remember being beaten was when I was discovered (yet again) reading after bedtime by the light from the hall (I insisted I was afraid of the dark so that I could have the door open and the hall light coming in....so I could read...). Claimed it was bad discipline, lying to them ("no, I'm not reading!") and would ruin my eyes (puh-LEAZE--with the genetics my parents gave me, no WAY i wasn't ending up with coke-bottle glasses, reading or no!)
I was allowed to read myself to sleep, so the only issue was someone remembering to come into my room before powering down whichever house we were in, and turning off my lights. I was usually out, with an opened book face down across my chest. Very stereotypical.
I was discovered (yet again) reading after bedtime by the light from the hall (I insisted I was afraid of the dark so that I could have the door open and the hall light coming in....so I could read...).
Me too! Sing it sistah!
Mnnf! You guys just made me realise I have no book to read on the recumbent bike tomorrow. I just couldn't put Fast Women down, although it's supposed to be my not-in-the-house book.
I'd offer you one of mine, but it won't fit through the monitor.
On treadmill? books on tape are handy. Nice to have a long enough cord though so you can put the tape part on the ... the ... flat part of the treadmill where the controls are. whatever that's called.
I could and did read everything in the house. The best thing was that I had a uncle who gave good hardcover books for presents and he had very good, age appropriate taste. No surprise when after retiring as an exec in a big car company that he retired to FLa. and helped out teaching reading in a local elementary school. Great guy. When I think back on what were favorite books, they were almost all books he'd given me.
The local gazillionaire donated enough money to build a real library in my small home town just about at the time that I had read everything in the children's section of the town library that was in a large house in town.
The good thing, now that I look back at it, is that the old library had really old books, so I was reading books that were popular when my parents were kids - like Bobbsey Twins & more - at least I think so. Take me too long to go find card catalog on this computer and find out when it was published. Good in that I think i't's kind of cool.
When I got to advance lit in high school, and we were handed the list of Great Books to go over, I'd already read more of them than anyone else in class (110 of them, or was it 103?) My best friend was only 3 or 4 books behind me.
Mentioned this above - wanted to link to it since I have a sneaking suspicion that you would all LOVE this book:Ex Libris: Confessions of a Common Reader by Anne Fadiman (one of the most beautiful and skilled essayists of our time, IMO)
The essays are all about her passion for reading and are hysterically funny. The one on "marrying" your book collection with your SO was my life. So was the one about compulsive proofreading. And so on. You won't regret buying a copy of this book -- every book lover should have it.
Other great recommendations for books about book lovers (again, forgive me if this is a x post from earlier):
Ruined by Reading: A Life in Books by Lynne Sharon Schwartz,
and How Reading Changed My Life by Anna Quindlen