Overdue Library Books

Normally I am a voracious reader. I read fiction only. I spent 17 years in college and university classes, sometimes one at a time. I have had my fill of textbooks. Now I want to be entertained.

I am pitifully behind in my reading. Right now I have 3 overdue books, which is unheard of for me. OK, one has to be paid for because Molly ate it while I ran out for an hour. I was packing, left the book next to the suitcase, and apparently there must have been some food on the book. I don't know what people do to library books, but I get nervous when my dogs grab the books from me and start sniffing them like they sniff when they track rabbits. I always take 4-5 books when I travel, even if I am only planning to be gone a few days. I learned to do that when stuck with an unplanned overnight in New York after having waited 6 hours in Puerto Rico for plane repairs on the way home from a cruise. My daughter was too young for me to go out in New York, so it was a reading evening, as was the airport time.

I have been known to sit down and read a whole book if it is good enough. My eyes don't get tired and I don't fall asleep. I enjoy books and see them as magic. Even my social butterfly child reads when she gets the chance. So what happened?

Journals happened to me. I have probably 30 I read here, and they are better than fiction. What was better than Peachy getting her brother's dogs from California, being driven to her by two other journalers? How about Lotzamoe's Pakistani's doing dances with each testicle being held up by tablespoons? Davida's recover from being shot and left for dead by her ex? Then there was the controversy over Dan Wheeler's cartoon strip, and I can't ever miss one of his strips. He also just spent a week in Amsterdam, and has wonderful stories about that. I read many others and revel in the emotions and knowledge I absorb.

So I end up not writing entries because I am so busy reading other entries. It's worth it.