good books

I love books. I mean I really love them. Some of my best memories growing up involved discovering and absorbing all sorts of new books. I was a voracious reader, and though not quite as much now, I’m still a fan. One reason I’m not quite as much is because I tend to run out of books to read. That sounds ludicrous, but it’s true. It’s sort of because of my window of reading interest. I like good writing, but I don’t necessarily like the most literary books. I like books with uplifting themes, because I need uplifting themes in my life these days, but I don’t like cheesy enthusiasm. I’m re-reading the Lord of the Rings trilogy for the first time in about five or six years and I’m loving it. I’m loving finding spare moments and picking up the book. I love reading over meals and in the late evening instead of other distractions or ways of relaxing. I love remembering the feeling of loving books.

So, I’m always on the hunt for good books, and not just good single volumes but whole trails of books that would keep me company for a while. That’s why I’m so happy with my recent Patrick O’Brian habit — one a month until I get through all twenty. That’s something to look forward to.

Now, I have another list. National Geographic Adventure came up with the Greatest 100 adventure books of all time. Some of these I own, but a good many I don’t and they look amazing. I most certainly won’t get through all 100 (not really interested in anything about the last 20 or 30 years, and those books seem to fill the last spots of the list). Definitely will try to get through the first few dozen or so. And it might take me years. Fun!

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