Thursday, May 17, 2012

May Photos, Day 16—What You’re Reading


When I was younger, I read a lot.  I mean, a lot.  Somehow, as I got older, I have slowly gotten out of the habit.  I need to change that.  However, at the moment, I’m actually reading a couple of different titles.

I mentioned back in the day one photo post that I was reading a photography book, and I still am.  I try to go through a few pages every day.  It’s not the sort of thing—at least for me—that you can read cover to cover, but it is teaching me some things.  I’ve had this camera for almost a year now; probably time I learned to use it as something more than a glorified point and shoot. 

16.  What You're Reading

And as for Cell, well, I’m a long-time King fan.  This one has been sitting around on the shelf for a long time, but I’m only just now getting around to starting it.  My sister says it’s a zombie story, so it’ll be interesting to see how it unfolds.

Who knows?  Maybe having two books going at once will be the kick in the butt I need to get back into the book habit more regularly.


  1. I could never get out of the habit of reading
    I LOVE it
    it was a struggle when i was a wee little girl for a while though

    I am so jealous Id love a really good camera one day

    1. I love my camera, even though I have only scratched the surface of what it can do. We bought it as a present to ourselves last summer before we went on an Alaskan cruise, so it's past time I learn some of its tricks.

      As for the reading . . . not to get all pop-psychology, but I loved to read my whole life; can't remember a time I didn't have a book nearby. But what I *can* remember, from when I was about 10yo or so, was my grandfather (whom I adored) telling me one day that I was not going to be a good mother because I'd never want to put my book down long enough to take care of my kid. I knew even then that was a ridiculous thing to say, and I'd like to think that it didn't have anything to do with the fact that my reading diminished about the same time my son was born. But there's no denying it bothered me then (I remember talking to my mom about how it worried me), and I've never forgotten it to this day, so . . . Sometimes words cause things we would never anticipate.