People say “life’s too short” to refer to numerous things they choose not to do. Life’s too short to …. just fill in the blank with whatever you think is a waste of your time. For me, life’s too short to read bad books.
I never did read the Twilight series, even though many of my freshmen girls urged me to. I think that fad is dying out now, and I don’t regret my decision. Aside from young teen fans, no adult I know said “You’ve got to read these books.”
I also don’t think there is time in my life to read fifty shades of anything. The gimmick is that I can read an otherwise potentially embarrassing book on my Kindle and no one will know.
But I want people to know. I want them to see me reading Eliot’s Middlemarch, a book that is completely worthy of my time, a book that does enrich my mind and challenge it simultaneously.I want someone to casually ask, “Is that a good book?”I will enjoy telling them all about it.
There are far too many important books in the world to spend one moment on something not worthy to be read. I know that not everyone is going to agree on what constitutes worthy, but I have spent time thinking a great deal about that and feel confident in my criteria.
My only regret with regard to reading is that life truly is too short to read everything I wish I could read or reread.
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