Back to Some much Needed Reading
January and February, what happened to my usual hours of blissful, uninterrupted reading?
Well, okay, those hours are rarely uninterrupted. Sometimes they're not the least bit blissful either, but as I look at my booklog for the last two months, I am appalled at what's listed there, because instead of the 6-8 books I should have read since the start of the year, I have listed ... two.
This seems impossible until I remember that I spent most of January re-reading and correcting the scans of the historical romances that I've now made available as ebooks--see my previous posts, or go to Amazon.com or barnesandnoble.com to check them out. That took a little more than three weeks. After that, my front porch spilleth over with the second pass page proofs for June's City of Ash and a fellow author's manuscript which I had to critique (a labor of love, of course--and besides, I owe her, as she reads mine). And for the few days in between these things, I managed to fit in those two books, and several magazines, because the Oscars are coming up, and as I believe I've mentioned before, it takes a bit of research to get my ballot in order (not as much research this year. I'm trying to relax--this is not an easy thing for me to accomplish, and thus far I'm failing pretty miserably, but one does what one can).
So now things are looking up a bit. City of Ash is put to bed as far as my part is concerned, and now there's only the waiting for it to be published. Time is suddenly seeming a much more flexible construct. I've got a pile of books to read, and I'm attacking them starting tonight.
The world seems a much cheerier place of a sudden.
Well, okay, those hours are rarely uninterrupted. Sometimes they're not the least bit blissful either, but as I look at my booklog for the last two months, I am appalled at what's listed there, because instead of the 6-8 books I should have read since the start of the year, I have listed ... two.
This seems impossible until I remember that I spent most of January re-reading and correcting the scans of the historical romances that I've now made available as ebooks--see my previous posts, or go to Amazon.com or barnesandnoble.com to check them out. That took a little more than three weeks. After that, my front porch spilleth over with the second pass page proofs for June's City of Ash and a fellow author's manuscript which I had to critique (a labor of love, of course--and besides, I owe her, as she reads mine). And for the few days in between these things, I managed to fit in those two books, and several magazines, because the Oscars are coming up, and as I believe I've mentioned before, it takes a bit of research to get my ballot in order (not as much research this year. I'm trying to relax--this is not an easy thing for me to accomplish, and thus far I'm failing pretty miserably, but one does what one can).
So now things are looking up a bit. City of Ash is put to bed as far as my part is concerned, and now there's only the waiting for it to be published. Time is suddenly seeming a much more flexible construct. I've got a pile of books to read, and I'm attacking them starting tonight.
The world seems a much cheerier place of a sudden.
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