I have to face it. I just don’t have time to do everything I would like to do. So unless I want to miss out on the things that really matter to me, I have to give up some of the less important activities. Right now, reading is more important to me than writing about my reading. I think that means it’s time to give up writing book reviews.<\/p>\n
If I don’t write reviews, then I won’t be able to look back and see exactly what I thought of each book. That makes me sad just thinking about it. But as I was writing my review of The Magician’s Book<\/em><\/a>, it occurred to me that I am just too tired to be doing any kind of real thinking in my spare time. I do nothing at work by think, and by the time I’m done with my workday, my brain is sore. Having a post stuck in the works, as that one was for quite a while, often has the effect of stopping up the whole blog. Days went by and nothing got posted. This blog is very important to me, so that’s not acceptable.<\/p>\n My choice, as hard as it is to make, is that I will only write reviews for books that are part of marathons (the books of Roald Dahl, for example) and books that interest me so much that I want<\/em> to write about them. I hope this will give me more time for reading, for working on rhymes, and for writing posts about my children. It’s a hard choice, but it’s the right one for right now.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I have to face it. I just don’t have time to do everything I would like to do. So unless I want to miss out on the things that really matter to me, I have to give up some of … Continue reading