Good morning, everyone!
I’m a little late with this one today, I had to go out and get milk for my coffee. Can’t write without coffee!!! I’m not feeling well today so I’m going to spend the day reading. I love that state of being unwell where you can enjoy reading for hours and not feel guilty about it. Bliss!
It’s World Book Festival here this week. There are workshops, speaking events, and kiddie events going on. It sounds like loads of fun but looking through the brochure I didn’t find too much to interest me.
There seems to be a focus on literary fiction (which I’ve noticed tends to be the focus a lot in Ireland). I enjoy the odd literary fiction book but it’s not what I read the most. There is a talk on Folklore and Exploration that looks interesting. (For more info on the Book Festival go here.)
Several people have told me they don’t read books because they’re boring! Books are so far from boring! Is it because all the books they hear about look serious and moody or is it because the last book they read was required reading for school (which may take a lot of the fun out)? Maybe they think there’s no point because anything good will be made into a movie?
It was mentioned to me recently as well that audiobooks don’t count as reading because reading is meant to be work. This really surprised me. Reading has never felt like work to me (except maybe in school). Reading is so much fun! When I think back on books I’ve read and listened to, I can’t differentiate between the two because it all ends up the same inside my head. My memories of the stories are visual, not textual (Please tell me I’m not the only nutter like this).