I Haven’t Read a Word All Week

Well. This is not an auspicious start to my return to blogging. I finished The Once and Future Witches last Sunday, and as I am writing this post on the following Sunday I have read literally nothing all week.

I had the best intentions of reading! I’ve finally picked up Hamnet by Maggie O’Farrell, which I have been excited to read forEVER, and I even took it with my to the car dealership *twice*. But…

My oldest son has finally discovered Pokémon. Apparently in the DS store you can download old versions of the game, and my husband downloaded Yellow for him. At first I watched him play and helped him read the text and figure out what to do next. But eventually I got nostalgic and, well, one thing led to another and I’m ten hours into Fire Red. It always seems to come back to Pokémon, doesn’t it?

I don’t feel guilty or anything. I think everyone needs a book break from time to time. I could have definitely picked a better time, though, considering the number of books I was gifted for my birthday and the very few weeks left in the year for me to reach my Goodreads goal.* But all the same, I refuse to feel bad about it.

That being said, it’s the start of a new week, and I find myself ready to pick up a book again. Perhaps I can read a chapter before bed…

*Actually, I have surpassed my original goal by 20 books, and am trying to meet the upped goal of 100 books that I set mostly to be silly, so…