Right now my reading is all over the road. I am reading a couple books during any given time period as well as plodding through an audio-book whenever I travel. I love having someone else read to me on a long drive or flight. It makes the time cruise by. With regular printed or iPad books I pretty much read the easiest thing to grab Jabba The Hut style. The laziness is really glaring in the iPad where I just read the one that’s open rather than tapping on the glass a couple times to make another one appear. The problem is that it takes me a couple pages to figure out where I left off and shift my mind into the story. I almost screwed up a book I really liked by starting another one that pissed me off from the first chapter. Book B pulled me so far out of my head that I finally walked away from it which I don’t like to do.

I always think that there will be some redeeming passage right around the next page because someone took the time and effort to write the thing with the intentions of it being great. That burns me more than not but it has been my long standing book reading policy. Walking away seems like quitting and as a frustrated novelist (WOW I just mentally choked on that one as I should really start writing a book before I say something like that. If just thinking it is all it takes then I guess I am a frustrated Millionaire, CEO, Board Member, and porn star. Don’t laugh at that porn star thing either because I have been having some disturbing dreams lately and they are frighteningly real.) I would hate for someone to give up without a good long sample. Just look at how much of this shite you have to sift through to get a nugget.

Anyway, I was getting ready to take my lunch and reading break for the day and I just cracked open a gift book from a friend. Its good and I want to keep reading but crap I have two already pre-loaded in my skull and another audiobook beginning as I travel tomorrow. I am calling a halt to this multibook BS and going back to finish the other two one at a time. Then I will get to this newest one. Crap, for all the complaining I do about simplifying my life it seems like I go out of my way to complicate it sometimes. I spent the entire fifteen minutes of lunch thinking about that and so I take these fifteen to write bout it. I am one strange ranger.