Not just reading less, but reading slower and more consciously.
I have posted a lot about this and topics similar over the past couple of months, and I apologise for the repetitiveness but it is something that is very close to my heart at the moment.
Over the past year I have really tried to be selective with my reading. I (usually) research books I buy; I tend not to buy books compulsively and without consideration; I always, always make sure the subject matter is something that I am personally interested in, and not just something that the internet has told me I will like. No more aimless shopping and no more giving in to the hype. The fear of missing out (FOMO) is something that has always been something that’s affected me. I definitely want to write about that more in the future, but for now let me just say this: FOMO has ruined my reading experience.
So often in the past I have picked up books just because I have heard bloggers and youtubers talking about how brilliant they are. And usually, not always but usually, I find the books that are popular in the heat of their release “meh”.
Maybe I subscribe to the wrong people, and maybe I’m at a point where I’m not quite sure what I do want to be reading, but this has definitely affected my reading experience over the years.
So I really do want to be more conscious with both my reading and book buying decisions. And recently I have been doing just that. I’m currently reading two books I absolutely love (check out next weeks post!) and I have been reading both of them for over a month now.
Reading a single book for over a month is something completely new to me. I can’t remember the last time I read a book this slowly and it not been because I wasn’t enjoying it and pushing myself to finish it. This time I am reading it slowly because I am enjoying it. A lot. And that’s new to me!
Being able to spend time on certain books and not be in a rush to get to the next one is a strange feeling. It’s giving me a chance to take in all the information and, when I finish, time for it to sink in.
I’m not spending my life rushing from book to book. It’s giving me a chance to listen to podcasts and catch up on the magazines I have bought but not flicked through yet. It’s as if a weight has been lifted from my shoulders, and I’m learning to breathe again without words pushing down on me 24/7.
Put it this way: I have read 34 books this year, opposed to the 135 I read last year.
Trust me, I needed this. And I’m absolutely loving this whole ‘reading less’ thing.