Whenever someone asks me what my favourite read of 2013 was, I get a little panicky inside. You see, 2013 was a big year for me: I finished my English Literature degree in April, and moved from Vancouver to Toronto in May. And from May to December I hardly read at all. So, when asked that particular question, I have no idea what to say.
I think I can probably count on one hand the books I read in that time period and the fact makes me so ashamed. But the truth of the matter is that I was simply burnt out on reading and because of my various reading deadlines in school, it started to feel more like a chore than something I did to relax and enjoy. It wasn’t until January 2014 that I truly started reading again. And you know what? I don’t regret my reading hiatus at all. *gasp*
I can’t say that I was 100% productive during my reading break – a lot of it was spent on the internet, playing Candy Crush, or beating Pokemon on a borrowed console. But I also discovered a love for yoga and felt a building confirmation that my dream is to work in publishing. I’m not sure the latter part would have been so clear if I hadn’t taken time to distance myself and remember what it was that lead me to choose my major in the first place. I love books and I love reading, simple as that.
So, while I do think my (almost) year without reading represents a lot of lost time in which I could have read dozens of books, I also appreciate the break that I gave myself. My hiatus served to remind me that reading doesn’t have to be a chore – it’s something that I’m passionate about and, to be honest, the only career choice that I can see. I am now fully back on the reading train and, man, have I read some great books this year. I can’t wait to see what the second half of this year of reading holds!
Have you ever taken a break from reading? Do you feel guilty about that time period at all?