Thursday, May 17, 2007

Booking through Thursday

It happens even to the best readers from time to time… you close the cover on the book you’re reading and discover, to your horror, that there’s nothing else to read. Either there’s nothing in the house, or nothing you’re in the mood for. Just, nothing that “clicks.” What do you do?? How do you get the reading wheels turning again?

Nothing to read in the house? Whose house is this? Certainly not mine. Maybe I'm visiting a non-reader's house? Even she would have something to read - a cookbook, a magazine, a newspaper -- Worst-case scenario: I take out my memo pad and a pen, and I write notes for aa poem, an essay, or a blog entry. I've even been known to write little letters in my little handwriting.

Nothing in my house that I'm in the mood for? See above... If I'm too depressed or anxious for sustained reading. I can always read a poem, an essay, or a novel by Barbara Pym. If I can't read Jane and Prudence, my brain must be well and truly fried!

melanie

6 comments:

jenclair said...

I always take books when I travel just in case there is nothing availabble to read and no way to acquire a book. I can imagine that would not be a problem at your house!

I love your plan for reading Harry Potter!

Melody said...

Hi Melanie! I like your answer! :D Happy BTT!

Literary Feline said...

Your response brings to mind something I do when I am caught without a book while out and about. I sometimes will pull out my tiny notepad I keep in my purse and start writing something, anything. I may make a list, write a poem, start a story, write a letter . . . It doesn't matter, but it helps a little.

teabird said...

I bet a lot of us do that - if we can't read someone else's words, we'll create our own.

gfh said...

I always have a little notebook in my bag, as well. Make a list, write some haiku, make up a knitting pattern. Of course, that assumes I have no knitting with me ;).

I will NEVER not have anything to read - I have too much to read...

:)

Bekah said...

You're post made me smile. "Nothing to read in the house? Whose house is this?" It is an odd thought, isn't it? A house without books wouldn't really feel like a home.