I’m not reading many books. I haven’t for many years. I read a lot of long form articles. Most of the articles are about “how to do something”. I have The Hacker Playbook 2 sitting here but I haven’t the notification to read it. Quite frankly, being in learning mode all the time is exhausting.
Perhaps I must make time to sit in bed after breakfast on a Sunday morning and read a novel. Instead of patching my servers, follow up on leads on LinkedIn or pruning the email tree, I could just pick up a sci-fi novel and lose myself in another time and place for a few hours. I haven’t done that since I was single.
I read slowly. It takes me awhile to get the words to go from being just a flow of characters to flow of images. But once I get there I don’t want it tot stop until the story is over. Stopping before the end of the story is like watching a movie over several days. That flow doesn’t work for me. I like to read the same way I watch movies.
I have a lot of books on my iPad in iBooks and Kindle. I have a lot of partially read books. It seems the issue isn’t the medium.
When I was single and living on my own, Saturday morning after completing my weekend “to do” list, I would visit the local bookstore and buy one or two cyberpunk novels. Sunday was my reading day. After breakfast I would lie in bed and read and I wouldn’t stop except for a quick lunch. Then back into bed for more reading. I could easily finish two and sometimes three paperbacks.
My excuse for not reading more is that there are too many interruptions. I have a wife and kids and lying in bed all day, focused on reading, isn’t possible.
So … I stopped reading anything that takes longer then 15 minutes. How do I get back to that reading space? Is reading for no more than 15 minutes damaging my ability to focus?
After writing this I think I have a solution. My wife likes to sleep in on Sunday. She usually gets up around 10:30AM. My daughter as well. My son tends to get up a bit earlier.
On Saturday, I will visit the local Barnes & Noble. I’ll spend some time perusing the shelves. I won’t set a time limit. I’ll just let my self wander until I find a paperback I want to take home. Then on Sunday morning, after I’ve had my breakfast, I’ll climb back into bed next to my sleeping wife and just read.
Note: I wrote this in response to the February 1,2016 writing prompt for the Written with Desk Google+ Community.