Spring has finally arrived here in Michigan! We slept with the windows open and were awakened by a bird in the tree outside. It was cooler inside than outside and there were flowers blooming downtown. It got me thinking about the big tome I’m lugging around and wondering, “Is this a winter book?”
Honestly, I’ve never succumbed to ‘beach reads.’ I took a biography of Teddy Roosevelt on my honeymoon to Mexico which garnered a few weird looks from the eight women reading 50 Shades of Grey or Gone Girl. I don’t read ‘Christmas books’ and if I do, it’s usually in the middle of the summer. I’m terrible at timing up my reading. I’ll read what I want when I want to!
The biggest exception to this is my book clubs. A few of them time up our books to correspond with certain times of year or holidays. In those cases, I feel so on top of things I might be glowing. Though it’s none of my own doing, I still love how it feels. But not enough to do it myself.
Am I alone out here? On WWW Wednesday, I see so many people with seasonally appropriate books that I feel inadequate. Anyone else feeling this? How do you manage to read seasonally appropriate books if you do so? Am I really missing out?
Until next time, write on.