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I finally finished Fellowship of the Ring last night. And it only took me a year to read... sigh. I used to read so much more when I was younger. I seem to recall that the first time I read the LotR Trilogy, when I was 14, I sped through them in a matter of weeks. I know it didn't take me a year to read each of them because I read them in Norway, and I was only there 2 years.
I don't understand what has happened to my hunger for books. It just seems to have faded, and I now really have to make myself sit down and read. I wonder if it is at all because I'm less introverted now than I was as a kid. I never really had friends that I went out and did things with until college. My free time was spent either reading or watching TV (it was divided fairly equally). But that doesn't really make sense, since I come home from work now and I don't usually go out with my friends during the week. I turn on the tv and/or the computer and spend the evening staring at a screen instead of reading.
There's also the possibility that I'm putting too much emphasis on what I should be reading instead of what I want to read, or feeling out of place because I don't read the kinds of books that line the shelves of my friends. Is my sense of self that pathetic that I can't appreciate that my books are just as valid as theirs?
It's just bothering me that I'm not loving reading anymore.
I don't understand what has happened to my hunger for books. It just seems to have faded, and I now really have to make myself sit down and read. I wonder if it is at all because I'm less introverted now than I was as a kid. I never really had friends that I went out and did things with until college. My free time was spent either reading or watching TV (it was divided fairly equally). But that doesn't really make sense, since I come home from work now and I don't usually go out with my friends during the week. I turn on the tv and/or the computer and spend the evening staring at a screen instead of reading.
There's also the possibility that I'm putting too much emphasis on what I should be reading instead of what I want to read, or feeling out of place because I don't read the kinds of books that line the shelves of my friends. Is my sense of self that pathetic that I can't appreciate that my books are just as valid as theirs?
It's just bothering me that I'm not loving reading anymore.
