This week’s Two-For-Tuesday prompt from Rae at Rae’s Reads and Reviews is
Two books that help you sleep at night
This was the hardest prompt of the four for me because, simply, books don’t help me sleep. Melatonin does or a glass of red wine.
If a book did start to put me to sleep, I’d put the thing down pretty quickly and probably never pick it up again. Even after the nap. Life is too short.
The books that I love are the ones that stimulate me, teach me, challenge me, or cart me off to some unknown world, literally (as with fiction and memoir) or figuratively (as with non-fiction). I don’t love books that put me to sleep.
I rarely read at night. I’ve found that when I do — like recently when I was going to bed with Amy Tan — I don’t put the damn thing down until nearly dawn. Bad habit. Must get sleep.
I picked up an abandoned copy of The Deep End Of the Ocean on an Amtrak cross country trek one afternoon many years ago and didn’t put it down until 2 am. I have no memory of dinner that night.
Woody has learned he is not to speak to me if I’m reading a novel. Not so with any non-fiction. But a good novel grabs me, hooks me and will not let me go. And I am not a particularly nice person in the interim.
Perhaps that’s why I rarely read novels. Before I start one, I must know I can afford to let it completely absorb me.
When I do read, it’s generally in the daytime. And it’s generally in a comfy chair.
The afternoon between whatever exercise regime I’m currently into and dinner works well. Woody does the cooking, so I’m free between four and six, which is a good sized window for a good book (so long as it’s not a novel).
I have two favorite spots for reading in the winter: my easy chair in my office
and my recliner in the living room.
Can you tell I like to put my feet up?
In the summer, I prefer the screened-in gazebo down by the pond. But I rarely read in the summer. There’s simply too much else to do.
When I read, I have a pen and notepad handy.
If I plan to write a review, I’ll need my notes. Otherwise, if it’s a nonfiction piece, I outline. And if it’s a print book I own, I underline. Novels and memoirs are generally on my Kindle, so they get highlighted rather than simply underlined.
And I like to have something to drink handy: hot tea in the winter, ice tea or water in the summer, maybe a seltzer.
How about you? How do you read?
I’ll be back tomorrow with an update on Lindsay’s ordeal, in her words.