No Time For Books

Each year I add a reading challenge to Goodreads. Each year I fail. Once upon a time, I would get through three or four books from the library in a week or so. What happened?

A magazine I subscribe to

For one thing I don’t have as much free time as I used to have. Certainly as a kid and even as a young teen, I had plenty of free evenings in which to indulge.

As the years went by, I discovered outside activities; youth clubs and then night clubs! Full-time work got in the way too.

Over the years though, the amount I read has slowly increased again, so what gives with not meeting that challenge? It’s a low amount, usually twenty books a year. I used to read almost that many in a month all those years ago.

Simply, I don’t read as many books as I used to. I don’t really use my local library very much, which is sad to say. I do buy physical books from time to time, and I also have a Kindle membership and an Audible one too. They count towards my reading challenge though.

Thing is, much of my reading these days is online. Not so much social media; much of that is like reading a trashy tabloid. I read various blogs that attract my interest and I’m a great fan of Medium, where I have a membership.

I also subscribe to several magazines and newspapers.
The Telegraph, The Guardian, The New York Times, The Washington Post, The Spectator, The Economist, The New Statesman, The Best of British, The Oldie, Chap, and Idler.

By the time I’ve read these, I simply don’t have much time for books! Also, by and large, I’m a non-fiction reader, so when I do read a book it tends to be historical, biographical or some kind of reference manual.

All in all though, I think I probably read now as much as did back when I was a kid, if not more.

Keeping A Journal

Do you keep a journal? Why? I do. Why? Because I like to make a note of things that I’ve been doing so I can look back on it in years to come. Also, after my demise, there will be a little history for my descendants to read. Perhaps they’ll even find it slightly interesting in a couple of hundred years or so.

Journalling with coffee

In the past, we’ve really only been able to read rich people’s history. Way back, only the well=to=do had any kind of formal education and learned to read and write. The peasants relied on what they were told and they had no way of checking if they were being told the truth or not. Nowadays. there’s so much information out there that it’s still difficult to know whether we’re being told the truth or simply someone’s biased opinion.

We all see, and perhaps report, events in front of our eyes in different ways. We all have, often unconscious, bias. Some is passed down by our parents; some is developed from our own life experiences.

One of the problems in this day and age of having a free-for-all public stage in the guise of social media is that most of us shout from it, but few listen to it. We also tend to only consume media (of all kinds) from sources that we feel aligns with our own bias or ideology, instead of exploring and listening to what the ‘other side’ is saying and/or doing.

Anyway, getting back to my journal. I don’t really make many opinionated comments. I simply record what I’ve done that day. Right now, I’m going to get myself another mug of coffee.

LEss Tolerant With Age

As my fifties have given way to my sixties, I’ve not so much noticed that I’ve slowed down – I can still get up a decent walking pace – but I have found I am less tolerant to several things.

I’ve always enjoyed going to the pub. I like the social aspect of it. I also like cask ale, which isn’t generally available elsewhere. I also feel good about supporting a struggling industry and local businesses too.

Fuller’s ESB – A Personal Favorite

However, I do notice a difference these days. Back in my twenties, I’d drink more when I went out, and I went out more. I would sometimes get hammered and then feel ill the next day. The “I’ll never drink again” thoughts only lasted a day or so, though. These days, I’ll only have a few beers, and I feel off the next day. Not hungover or with my head in the toilet bowl; just under the weather.

It’s the same with sleep. I rarely sleep well. This morning, as I write this, I’ve been awake since around 4 am. I don’t shake that off quite as well as I used to, either. I’ll be feeling like falling asleep around 2 pm, but I don’t usually have time to take naps. Then again, when I do, I end up just looking at the ceiling!

Food is another issue at times. Having mild Crohn’s disease has put paid to me having anything too hot, although I do sneak in a couple of chilli peppers or sauce from time to time; I have to be very careful how much! I do enjoy a good hot curry, but I’ll pay for it the next day.

So, has this made me a miserable so-and-so? No, of course not. I just have to practice moderation. That’s a good thing of course, but not always easy to do, when I get an ale I like or a favourite dish.

These days, we cook primarily at home, with an occasional treat out. That’s a winner on several counts. Firstly, you know what’s in the pot or pan; secondly, you can more easily choose your quantity; thirdly, it’s way cheaper to cook and eat at home.

Stir Fry Veggies

I get that some people don’t like cooking. I’m not a gourmet chef. However, I know I can cook a good meal, which, even though it is perhaps somewhat predictable (meat and two vegs, again?) is generally fresh and healthy and edible.

The other thing I need to do is move more. Perhaps I should buy a bicycle or take up yoga.