There have been a number of changes in my reading life over the years. For as long as I can remember, I have been a reader. Books are my happy place, an escape from reality and one of the best ways to entertain myself. They allow me to learn and experience wondrous stories. Yet I don’t read the same way I used to as a child or even during my teenage years. Today I will highlight all of the changes that have occurred with my reading habits. Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly bookish post hosted by That Artsy Reader Girl. This week’s topic discusses changes in my reading life.
Changes in my Reading life
The kid’s book phase
This is where it all started. From a young age, I devoured books. My favorite thing to do was going to the library to pick out new books. I could never get enough. Admittedly, my favorite books were anything involving horses and those written by Roald Dahl. I think my only disappointment during this time was having read all of the books in the children’s section of the library and then discovering that there was nothing new to read.
The non-fiction phase
Near the end of public school and throughout high school my main focus of reading was non-fiction books. Especially those that were about animals, nature and the environment. I would read these tomes cover to cover just like a novel, absorbing all of the information that I could. I still own many of these books and still enjoy flipping through them, gleaning whatever information I can from them.
The fantasy phase
This happened during and around the non-fiction phase. If it was a fantasy novel, then I wanted to read it. In fact, it got to the point where I pretty much forgot that other genres even existed and the fantasy section was the only one I visited in book stores.
The ‘what are books’ phase
Ah, that sad point in my life where I did almost no reading. This was during my short stay at university when the course load was too much for me to enjoy any reading for pleasure. The only books I did touch for several months were gigantic textbooks that cause my back and head to ache from their content. It was not a good time in my life.
The Star Wars phase
As my focus shifted away from university, it found solace in Star Wars books. This was a time when the Expanded Universe books, now called Legends were being steadily published and there was regularly a new book to read. My love of reading came back swiftly with these books. This was also the time when I discovered role-playing and fell in love with that – and of course, it was Star Wars roleplay.
The second what are books phase
Yes, it happened again. This was phase covering a few years when I was in college, then doing my apprenticeship, which was followed swiftly by marriage and having a child. I just didn’t have the time nor desire to read much. My books sat mournfully on shelves or in boxes collecting dust.
The ‘I must read what everyone else is’ phase
Also known as the six years I ran a book blog. It started out as reading what I wanted, but then after a while, I felt pressured into reading what all the other bloggers were. This went on for a couple of years, and while I did read some of my own books I often felt guilty about it. Though I did read a number of good books because of this, I also found myself suffering through many books. I didn’t want to be the person to dislike any of the books everyone else loved, but it often led me to question how so many people could rave about books that were utter shit in my opinion. Eventually, the pressure to keep up with everyone made me come to hate book blogging altogether, I put my blog on hiatus and nearly stopped reading as well.
The manga phase
I think it’s safe to say that this is an ongoing phase. But, about 2 years ago, I found myself drawn towards manga. They are fantastic quick reads that allow me to read a lot of books in a short amount of time. These books also reinvigorated my desire to read after the whole book blog debacle.
The ‘I will read everything on my shelves’ phase
This is where we currently are. My TBR used to be intimidatingly large, but now, I can see it’s actually quite manageable. I read for myself and for the pure joy of it. Some of these books have been patiently waiting for twenty years for me to give them attention.
Those are the changes in my reading life that have occurred over the last thirty years. It has been fun to look back on how my reading habits have shifted over time. In the end, I know one thing for sure, no matter what is happening in my life, books will always be there for me.
Have your reading habits changed at all?