School has begun. Finally. It has been more than six months since I’ve been able to work a regular schedule and now that grueling cancer treatments have slowed and erratic chemo brain appears in retreat, I feel refreshed. Invigorated. Eager to write. Getting my son and family back into the academic routine was the final piece of the puzzle. This week is still one of adjustment, however. I know better than to add work into the chaotic mix. I may re-write notes or organize files, but the creation…the true writing…that begins next week. At least I hope it begins next week. (Murmuring a small author prayer, just in case).
Sadly, full-time writing leaves little time for reading. Oh, how I would love to spend crisp, cool fall afternoons with my eyes buried deep inside a book. And yet…I know myself too well. For this girl, a good read eliminates any desire to do anything else, particularly work. Even still, I will place a few tempting books on my to-be-read shelf, and there they shall rest until I establish some semblance of a schedule. Then maybe, just maybe, I can treat myself to a good book (or two) at the end of a long work day. My incentive: a short list of gotta-read titles, you know…books I’ve been meaning to read but haven’t quite found the time. But I will read them. I will. This I know.
What books are on your fall gotta-read list? And why haven’t you read them yet?