I have been devouring books right and left lately. It seems I can't get enough of it. I plan my day around the best times to read (i.e. when Zippy and Munchkin are asleep or occupied), and it's rare I'll go more than an hour without slipping a few pages in. But while I've been enjoying my forays into my imagination, my reality has been suffering neglect.
I've decided that, rather than try to stop reading (like that's gonna happen), I need to apply lessons learned from the books I'm drawn to and improve reality while I'm at it. So, for today, my literary observations are thus:
The "leading ladies" I'm drawn to share a number of traits. And they are traits that are sorely lacking in my own life. They are strong women who put duty before pleasure, but who take pleasure in their work. They are not ashamed of or embarrassed by what they're passionate about. And, while some of my favorites enjoy and thrive on literature, they certainly don't spend months on end with their noses buried in books--they stand up and live their lives the best they can with whatever they're given.
Well, I keep wondering why my life never turns out like the books I read, so I guess there's part of the answer. I can't live that exciting of a life with my nose in a book--I actually have to get off my chair and live it. Wish me luck!
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