I’m often guilty of the-grass-is-greener-on-the-other-side kind of mentality. Probably you know this if you read my blog posts regularly. I spent a long time not knowing what I wanted to do in life career-wise; and at 35, I now feel a little rushed to get out there and make my mark. I know there will be a time when I don’t have to work full-time, which is an opportunity many writers will never get. So, I’m trying to appreciate that more.
Still, that 40-hour work week leaves me with this constant question: With my me-time, do I read or write? It’s like when I had little babies, and they’d finally go down for a nap. That time was so delicious, I would almost ruin it with panic. Do I read, nap, or do laundry????? I rarely picked laundry. But that’s how I get with my weekends now, too. (Except he kids do the laundry. Score.)
I’ve been writing recently, obviously, but also trying to read a lot. I almost always read YA novels, as it is a study of what’s out there, what’s working, and what can I do to contribute, etc. Still, my to-read list is piling up! There are so many books I want to read (not including the ones I’m saving for later) that I’ve never gotten around to. I’ve started Story Time by Edward Bloor twice. I still haven’t gotten to it. Same with Wuthering Heights and Catch-22. I SWEAR someday I’m going to read those books!
What about you? What have put off reading that you really want to?