Being totally engrossed in a book was something I used to absolutely love. Since having children though, my books have just become ornaments gathering dust.
My poor books have been gathering dust for over 11 years now. I used to love thrillers, books that messed with my mind a bit, as well as reference books.
My bookshelf is choc-a-block of books from my childhood that I can’t bear to part with, books that are over 100 years old, home butchery books, cooking books, art and craft books as well as reference books on how to look after most types of domestic pets.
When reading, I don’t like to be disturbed, I love to grab a book, get comfortable and lose myself for hours on end.
I used to love reading an entire book in a single sitting.
This hasn’t been the case over the past almost 12 years though as I have always had (young) children around me.
I do read the stories in magazines. It’s not the same as getting stuck into a book, but it is better than nothing I guess.