I should read more than I do. It’s not that I read a small amount, just that I could read a lot more, rather than wasting as much time as I do.

Books have been in my life for most of my life, whether I was reading them or they were being read to me. I didn’t understand some of the novels read to me when I was younger and forgot most of what I did, but this led me to reread many of the same books and get out of them what I may have missed before, while lacking what I find keeps me from reading more. This is the fear that I will be wasting my time because of my lack of confidence in authors, plots, and genres.

With millions of good books out there I find that I am narrow-minded and have trouble straying from series. Becoming attached to characters is such an important part of reading to me that it is hard for me to let go or even become attached if there is only one book and nothing to look forward to in the future. This brings me back to the idea of not wanting to waste my time reading what means nothing to me, because when I read I want to be completely engrossed.

This is how I choose to read. I don’t think it will change, but it could.

Reading can be disappointing, but only writing can cause me true mental distress. This is mostly due to me being a not very good writer. It seems to take ages and doesn’t ever quite turn out to be what I was going for. This is usually because I feel as if I am writing exactly what many others have in the past so there really is no point in putting such unoriginality down in print. I will admit that I can enjoy writing at times, and hopefully will at several times this year, it just usually only occurs when I am allowed to write what I want to write which rarely occurs in the school setting.

There isn’t much I hate, but one thing that makes the list is conclusions whether written by me or anyone else. There is always more to be said so I have never seen the point in them. They are awkward and the only joy they bring is that the end is near.

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