I spent the weekend reading. Not new books, as my book money allowance for this month has run dry. No, I read oldies. Actually, about ninety percent of what I read is books that I've already read not just once, but several times.
I really like books that can be read multiple times. Several blogs I've read recently have discussed such keepers, but almost all of them have referred to one or two books. I, on the other hand, have about two thousand keepers in print, with maybe another thousand in digital format.
And when you have a library that size, you always have something to read. Depending on my mood, I can read Regency or historial romance, sci-fi, fantasy, action adventure, westerns, spy thrillers, or mysteries, both old and new. Then there are the classics and non-fiction books.
I confess when I buy a new book for a series, I read the entire series beginning with the first book... every time. So when a series has say, twenty books, then I'll anticipate the newest entry by starting the month before on the older ones. It's amazing how many details you forget over time.
A lot of my friends and acquaintances say that they just don't have time to read and that's something I really don't understand. How can you not have time to read? Of course, I might have to multi-task to fit in a book or two and this has in the past occasionally been the reason for a scorched dinner or two. But I can't imagine life without the capacity to read.
This last weekend was a reading marathon. I read fourteen books and enjoyed every one. How about you? Any other voracious readers out there?