Yes, I am reading three books at one time. Life is moving fast.
I still recall hearing a famous writer (Well, he was famous, but I have now forgotten his name, which goes to show how quickly fame fades.) speak at a writer's conference, and say that he always had a number of books going at one time--fiction and non-fiction. At the time such a practice amazed me. I was a one-book at a time person. I also always read each page and finished a book once I started it.
Then life began to accelerate, and so did I. This week while unpacking boxes, I came across my old edition of Norman Vincent Peale's THE TOUGH-MINDED OPTIMIST. I am having the same difficulty unpacking as I did packing--I stop to read. I am dipping in and perusing the pages several times a day.
Also in the past week, I began minding my two-year-old grandson, Sweetie-Pie. This has necessitated me reading THE POTTY TRAINING ANSWER BOOK. I don't have to read every page, but go right for the puzzling areas, and the ones that refer to "the difficult temperaments."
Also while unpacking, I came across a novel on my TBR list: KEEPING THE HOUSE. I have read great reviews of this book, but at this point in time it is not moving me. Such a situation can often be put down to my mood, rather than the book, which is very well written. I'll give it a few more pages, and if it doesn't grab me, then I'll put it back on the shelf for another time. Life is too short for me not to be whisked away by a novel.
It just occurred to me that in addition to those books, I have read each day: THOMAS THE TRAIN, and CURIOUS GEORGE RIDES A BIKE.
No wonder I find myself going into a room and forgetting what I came for.