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BTT – Locationally Thankful

Some old BTTs from the last few weeks:

What’s your favorite place to read? Do you have more than one? Can you read anywhere, or do you need things to be “just right?”

Bonus points for sharing a photo of your favorite spot. (grin)

I get the majority of my reading done on the Tube in London, particularly if I don’t get on early enough to get a seat (if I have a seat I often get my laptop out and get a headstart on the day). So much so, that in weeks when I cycle to work, my reading drops off to nearly nothing.

In the old flat, I loved lying on the sofa with my feet stretched out along the sofa and a blanket. I read The Sense of An Ending like that, When Will There Be Good News and A Stranger’s Touch there too.

In the new house, the sofa is particularly squishy and it’s longer and less upright, so it’s very easy and comfortable to curl myself up into, particularly tucked under a fleecy blanket. I must do that this weekend.

Further afield, I’ve talked about the flat in Sydney before, but I’ll show you the armchair again…

The early mornings I have spent in that armchair with a fat book and a glass of Milo, recovering from a mammoth flight and watching the sun rise over Sydney Harbour…

It’s Thanksgiving here in the U.S., so … what are you thankful for this year, reading-wise? New, favorite books? New gadget for reading? New comfy chair? Bonus time to read? Just the mere fact of BEING a reader? Having the internet to share ideas/recommendations/conversations about books?

In no particular order:

* getting the RAM chip in the computer replaced so I can actually blog again without losing patience

* internet in the Underground so I can catch up on blogs on the commute

* tolerant friends who helped me pack up about 700 books when The Physicist and I moved house

* lovely book friends who have become real friends, especially Verity who is a sporting inspiration and Iris and Ana who formed #thesischeersquad with me and Lyndsey who meets up with me in London sometimes. (apologies to those I’ve left out!!!!)

* Everyone who bullied me into reading The Hunger Games, finally

* tons of people in my life who read. The importance of that can’t be overstated.

* parents who not only read, but I don’t remember ever saying “no” when I wanted them to buy me a book

* a wonderful husband who has already acknowledged (only two years into our marriage) that there is no chance of reining in my book addiction and that he should simply be grateful it’s not an addition to shoes or handbags. And who has promised me a corner of the main room for an armchair in which to read.

Can you imagine NOT being a Reader? How does it shape your life? Your perception of it?

How does being a Reader affect your relationship with all those folks who are looking at it from the other side and simply can’t understand how you can sit and READ all the time?

No. I can’t imagine not being a reader. Looking at Goodreads yesterday, I realised that I read only one book between 07 July and 29 Sept of this year (due to Portacabin exile). No wonder I was so crabby and worn out for that period. I need reading to get me out of my little stress maze in my head.

It probably shapes my spine more than it should given how often I have a Kindle and two or three paperbacks in my handbag, along with a laptop and large work notebook…

I rarely sit and read when I could be doing something else (i.e. I read a lot on public transport and on holiday when sitting in the shade as I can’t sit in the sun or I will become a lobster), so it actually doesn’t take up much of my leisure time. Most of my friends are fairly serious readers. Apart from people at work who know I read, I don’t find myself talking about it much to anybody else.


5 thoughts on “BTT – Locationally Thankful”

  1. I have to read every day. I always have a book with me and I read while waiting to pick up my son from school, I read while waiting in line at the grocery store. I can’t imagine not being a reader. I always have been, even before I could read the words myself. I had my favorite stories memorized because my mother read to me.

    2 Kids and Tired Books BTT

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