I am reading again, really reading–as in one book after the other. Novels that have been waiting in my stack for years. And I am creating spaces in my tower of books. If you read my last post, you know that I am discarding as well. I believe I tossed two books before I settled on The Confessions of Edward Day by Valerie Martin.
In the Jan/Feb issue of Poets & Writers, Joshua Bodwell wrote:
I won’t get to all the books I want to read in my lifetime.
[C]onfronting the fact that there is a limit to the number of them we will read feels a bit like realizing there’s a finite amount of oxygen in the room.
At the beginning of the year, Bodwell made a list of the best books he’d read in 2011–Bodwell’s Baker’s Dozen 2011. Apparently some writers (Richard Ford, Dave Eggers) don’t like to make lists, but Bodwell discovered that the act of making a list helped him to reflect on his reading life in different ways.
Simon Van Booy, the author of Everything Beautiful Began After, wrote:
If I didn’t read, I wouldn’t be able to write a word. Reading is the food that fuels my writing.
Here, at the beginning of summer, is a good time to consider reading lists. Do you make them? Do you have one for the summer? I love lists. I wish I had a list of every book I’d ever read. I wonder how many I could remember…. How would you describe your reading life?