I don’t usually have so much trouble finding books to read or staying with something but at the moment I am sort of waivering in my choices.
I don’t usually purchase books because I use Kindle Unlimited but I did purchase “Small Angels” because, well, the cover and you know how I am about covers.
I. Can’t. Stay. With. It.
So I start the Nic Saint Max mysteries.
Lighthearted. Funny. Easy Read.
Can’t. Stay. With. It.
I had borrowed several books on empathy, highly sensitive persons, things of that nature but I have returned them because — repeat after me —
Can’t. Stay. With. It.
Clearly I am in a reading slump. I think partly because my schedule has changed a bit. I had been retiring at 9 p.m. and reading but I am discovering that I don’t sleep as well as I do if I go to bed about ten. The problem with that is that I am sleepy at 10 and my reading, well, just doesn’t happen. So, I am going to have to find a new time to read. I like to read about an hour a day. I am thinking after lunch is a good time. I will have to try it out.
I have to say that my television viewing has sort of interfered but that is another post. Do you watch “Yellowstone”? “Heartland”? More later.
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