Remember how I was going to start taking book breaks.  I was going to try to read things besides cook, crafty and showmehow books.  Things Fall Apart was top of the list with a nod to the diaspora.

So, how’s that going? Kinda, not?  I’m in recipe-ville.  I’m all about cooking and stuff.  I’ve watched a lot of telly, too.  (♥:Excuses.) Fine.  Seriously, I want/need a comfy reading chair.

Remember that denim and print tote bag.

So, how’s that going? Huh? Uhhh.  I know.  The Make:Stuff List is growing and I’ve yet to get beyond the ideas in my head.  Arrggghhh.

I’ve got to live by the writing on wall.

Nikki♥

I miss reading.  I miss really getting lost in a book.  Being taken to a place in someone else’s head with my own mind painting by the numbers given.  All I can seem to handle right now are the pretty how-to/lets do! cook and create books.

I can’t seem to sit or sit still.  I’ve got this attention deficit issue that isn’t helped by my best friends ibook and dsl.  I hang out with them so much that I don’t give myself any non-visual stimulation time.  And I have to get working on making a comfortable space in the apt to just chill.  The chairs are good for writing, not reading.  And the new bed is all warm milk and counted sheep.  I can’t keep my eyes open.

So while I look for curl up-able seating, I’m instituting book breaks.  An hour a day.  Okay, maybe 30 minutes.  Just to get started.  Get my head into it, without my back complaining too much.

And since I have to start somewhere.  I think that somewhere is Chinua Achebe’s Things Fall Apart.

Nikki♥