I can't remember the last time I spent most of the day lying around reading. Oh wait, no, I can too: it was back in December, when I blasted through The Water Knife in the course of a weekend.
Normally, though, I save my reading for the evening. I am a slow reader, and it usually takes me a little while to finish a book. Which I must keep in mind in the context of my 61 Books project, since I have 49 to go and only nine months left. The clock is a-tickin'.
And now, back to reading.