When asked if I like to read I answer yes. However if I were asked to explain my reading habits you would quickly find out I am a horrible reader. I fall into if someone I follow on BookTube recommends it, it's on my Amazon recommendations list, if it's cheap enough to help round off the amount of my latest Amazon order, or if I think it will "help" me pursue at least one of my many interests then I feel the need to have said book to add to my TBR shelf. Now do I ever get around to actually reading half of these books? Nope. Thus why I recently carried 2 boxes of books out of here a few weeks ago and vowed to try to not buy books for quiet a while. Now people can gift me books all they want. I won't complain, but I have come to realize it's a waste for me to continue to buy books I know I will not sit down and read anytime soon.
Don't get me wrong I have been known to finish a book or two now and again. When I find the right one I can burn through that sucker in a weekend. I tackled John Jakes North & South, Love & War, and Heaven and Hell when I was a kid because I was in love with Patrick Swayze and he played Orry Main in the mini series. That was some serious reading for a pre-teen. I've reread my favorites Lonesome Dove twice (and really want to give it another go since I now have a new copy ready and wanting. Thanks Oz ;), and River of Earth I've probably read 3 or 4 times. I managed half of Pillars of the Earth before I gave up and finished it with the audio book version because I needed to watch the mini series I'd been loaned and had way too long.
However the reality is I order a box of books, grab an armful from Goodwill or Half Price Books, carry them home and they sit on my shelf. If I do manage to pick one up and start reading I am notorious for only getting halfway through, losing interest then said book sits there for days, weeks, or even months until I have forgotten what on Earth it was about. This explains why there is a stack of three books and 1 magazine with a multi page article that have been sitting on my nightstand for you guessed it...weeks. The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath...yep halfway and there was a time lapse or I missed something somewhere and I was "what am I reading?!" so nice and politely the bookmark was placed inside and it was set aside. Then over the summer I finally started The Secret Life of Bees. I will be flogged for saying this but again I was giving it my all then it was placed neatly on top of the Bell Jar. My latest endeavor was Fearless by Arianna Huffington, not even halfway with this one. I burned through Lean In a few months ago and had the same hopes for Fearless but so far no.
So my goals for this last hectic month of the year is to the finish those previously mentioned books. Do my darnedest not to order anything from Amazon besides dog food and tackle my TBR shelf and keep only those books that I have a connection with or hold some special place in my heart. Wish me luck! And leave me any suggestions for what I should tackle in 2016. You never know it might be in there on the shelf already.