In a Reading FRENZY

For the last couple of months I have been in a reading frenzy.  I've been in this state of emotional reading before but always when I was depressed.  I am not depressed just in an unexplainable mood for any type of reading material. 

Weird, huh?  I don't even care what I am reading, just give me reading material.  I have read murder mysteries, documentaries, cook books, self-help books, children's books, young readers books, and of course the classics. 

I haven't kept track of the books I have read.  Perhaps I should do that, or maybe not.  If I knew how many I would then be faced with how little I have done in the last few months besides reading.

Last night I called my daughter-in-law to borrow another book from her.  The book I was interested in reading (Two for the Dough, another Stephanie Plum mystery) was already loaned out.  Being in the frenzy that I am, I just couldn't wait.  I got on my e-book and ordered the book right then and there then proceeded to stay up and read the book to the end.  I knew I had things that really needed to be done so I promised myself a couple hours of reading then a little house work and off to bed.  I am like a drug addict, a couple of hours just isn't enough.  I had to have the whole thing.  I finished the book sometime around 2 A.M. and then pulled up another book on my faithful new friend, Kindle.

I can't afford all these books I keep buying from Kindle.  Fortunately, my daughter-in-law is also a book addict.  Tonight I will visit her and borrow her Stephanie Plum mystery series (all 17 of them).  That should keep me in my drug of choice high for a couple of weeks.

So if you can't find me, check under the blankets.  You just might find me there with my trusty flash light just like in my good ole' youth when Sue and I were sent to bed much too early.  My addiction to reading goes back a long way.