As my life gets busier, my reading time is eroding. Thus, my new vow: I am not going to read good books.
You read that right. I am not going to read good books.
Instead, I’m saving my reading time for great books. When I find myself thinking, “This is decent,” but I’m thinking ahead to the other books I can’t wait to read, I’m?going to abandon the decent book.
Recently, I read a middle-grade novel by a wonderful, hugely-awarded writer. But the book was just OK, to me. I liked it, but I didn’t love it. Shortly after, I started an adult novel by the same writer. Halfway through, I realized that if I never knew how that book ended, I would not lose any sleep over it. Swipe. Delete.
This will be mainly novels. Picture books and poetry collections I’m sure I’ll have a little more patience with because 1) they’re short, and 2) I learn about writing them by reading them, even “just” the good ones.
But novels are going to have to grab me and make me care intensely. Like Okay for Now did. Happy Families. Blink Once.
Right now, The Watch That Ends the Night has me in its grip. And if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go read a few more pages. I can’t wait any longer.