Thoreau went to the woods to suck the marrow out of life; here, I hope to drain every drop from the books I read, rather than tossing them aside and saying vaguely, “Oh yes, I read that once,” when they come up in conversation.
I’m a Christ-follower, a wife, a mother, a wannabe novelist (with a complete manuscript, no less!), and—of course—a reader. Stick around, poke around, speak up, and enjoy…and definitely recommend your favorites, because my mile-long to-be-read list could always be longer!
Are you the type to read while…taking care of business?
I always thought my father’s foot-high stack of Holstein World (what else would self-respecting dairy farmer read?) looked silly in the bathroom.
But then, I became a mom. And for a mom, there aren’t as many opportunities to lounge in bed or sprawl out on the couch with a book of your choosing.
So, March is going to be my Potty Reading Month.
When I…ahem, take care of my business, I will also take a little time to read from a book discreetly located near my…um, business center. I received a copy of The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch and thought that its short pages would be an excellent first choice.
This entire thing is an experiment: how much reading can a mother actually squeeze in while…well, you know…without taking so long babies start crying or little ones uncover mischief? Stay tuned for the results!