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I love reading

I love to read. But when I go into that world, I don't want to be thrown back into my chair every two minutes. I want to stay there and be there till the end of the book. I buy really thick books so that the end is delayed. What would be more convenient is if they wrote online into blogs for years until they died. I think John Irving should consider doing this, and Stephen King. That way I could wait until they died, quit my job and start reading. That is doing it to the max.

What frustrates me is that when Homegirl sees my face behind a book, she will come into the room every two minutes and ask me something until I give up reading the book. So in defence I read books that are interruptible, non-fiction, bitty things. A novel is just too traumatic.
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