Add preparations for RWA Nationals in San Francisco to that, with all the accompanying To Dos. Then there’s the list of things to be done to get child #1 ready to start school in August. And let’s not forget the weeds in the garden, the laundry pile that’s waiting, the people who expect me to feed them three times a day, and the book that will not write itself.
So I should be doing all of these things, right? Yet I look over at my TBR pile, and it is as high as my To Do list is long…and full of temptation.
There’s Lynn Viehl’s latest installment in the Darkyn series, Twilight Fall. There’s Hope Tarr’s historical Blaze, Bound to Please. There’s a terrific-sounding SF/romance, Mathematicians in Love by a new to me author which I could not pass up once I read the premise. And Marjorie Liu’s Iron Hunt is pretty hard to resist.
This is too much enticement for my book-loving soul to withstand. Some days the To Do list needs to be put on hold while I read just one more chapter. Because loving books and wanting to spend my professional life creating and dealing with them was my dream, and I refuse to be too busy to allow myself the pleasure of a great read now that I’ve achieved that dream.
There will always be the clamor of daily demands, but there should also always be time to treasure the joy of reading. Even if it’s fifteen stolen minutes in a hectic day.
Do you let the To Do list wait when the TBR pile calls?