I have a confession to make. Since I am a writer, I am also an avid reader. Or should I say was an avid reader. Since the beginning of summer, I have done very little reading. Actually, that’s not true. I read blogs, websites, how-to’s about websites, dictionary size volumes on social media networking, marketing books, e-mails, group posts, Facebook walls, Tweets, etc. Until two weeks ago, I went to bed every night with my brain drowning in cyberspace. This new state of affairs seemed to be part of the road to success as an author. While I was tempted to leave the entire effort behind on many occasions, I am blessedly stubborn and determined.
Night after night, I went to bed with JPod (Douglas Coupland) beside me on my night table. I eyed the novel warily, wondering when I would resume reading it. I had started it at the beginning of July and had barely touched it since. Finally, a few weeks ago, I needed something to make me forget another mind numbing fruitless foray in to the World Wide Web. I reached for JPod. I drifted easily into a world that was not my own nor one that I was trying to understand or be a part of. It was bliss. I lay my head on my pillow after reading a few pages and fell asleep with nothing on my mind. Sleep – the way it was meant to be.
I realized I should have been reading a novel all along. Since then, I force myself to read a few pages every night. I’m not eager to finish this novel. I just need something to make the day end lightly. Life can’t be all work, work, work. A little down time, even in the form of reading two pages of a novel, can go a long way in the R&R department.