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A review by luckylico
So Many Books, So Little Time: A Year of Passionate Reading by Sara Nelson
4.0
As a person who spends an awful lot of time reading, I am often asked many questions about reading and books. Questions like:
Why do you read so much?
Why do you like reading so much?
How do you choose the books you read?
How can you not have read (insert bestseller here)?
What should I read next?
Although I'm generally a verbose person, and hopefully at times even eloquent, when it comes to talking about books I'm often at a loss. Books and reading are so personal that I find it hard to put my feelings about them into words. It's hard to explan how a certain book moves you if you read it at the right time, how time and location are crucial factors to the readability and enjoyment of a book.
Reading this book I read several lines that encapsulate my feelings about books and reading quite well. Here are just a few examples:
A book is a way to shut out the noise of the world. It's a way to be alone without being totally alone.
When things go right in my life, I read. When things go wrong, I read more.
Book lovers simply have no choice: we can't tear ourselves away from the beloved.
Simply by opening a book, I could be in Paris in the ninettenth century.
Sometimes the books choose me.
If I don't like it, I stop reading.
I still can't explain why I often avoid reading a bestseller that all my friends are raving about, or why certain books that many people find mediocre move me the way they do, or why I'd rather read than do most other things, but this memoir makes me feel a little less like a nerdy reading-obsessed freak. It's validating in a way...
Why do you read so much?
Why do you like reading so much?
How do you choose the books you read?
How can you not have read (insert bestseller here)?
What should I read next?
Although I'm generally a verbose person, and hopefully at times even eloquent, when it comes to talking about books I'm often at a loss. Books and reading are so personal that I find it hard to put my feelings about them into words. It's hard to explan how a certain book moves you if you read it at the right time, how time and location are crucial factors to the readability and enjoyment of a book.
Reading this book I read several lines that encapsulate my feelings about books and reading quite well. Here are just a few examples:
A book is a way to shut out the noise of the world. It's a way to be alone without being totally alone.
When things go right in my life, I read. When things go wrong, I read more.
Book lovers simply have no choice: we can't tear ourselves away from the beloved.
Simply by opening a book, I could be in Paris in the ninettenth century.
Sometimes the books choose me.
If I don't like it, I stop reading.
I still can't explain why I often avoid reading a bestseller that all my friends are raving about, or why certain books that many people find mediocre move me the way they do, or why I'd rather read than do most other things, but this memoir makes me feel a little less like a nerdy reading-obsessed freak. It's validating in a way...