I read cozy and historical mysteries, a bit of Paranormal/UF, and to mix it up, I read science and gardening books on occasion.
(Because I hate that idiom "kill two birds with one stone".)
I've been fretting for several months now about my new book TBR pile vs. my desire to re-read my old friends and review them with the ludicrous hope that one day all my books will have reviews. I've been focussing on my new book TBR pile because thanks to all my wonderful BL friends, for the first time my pile is growing exponentially faster than I can read. It's always crept up; I might read 4 books in a week but buy 5, for example. But now the damn thing has exploded and has become structurally unsound.
But I really want to re-read my older books. I miss them.
Then DOA's post yesterday reminded me of the reading slump I was hit with when GR had their corporate implosion and I thought, "nope, don't want that back again".
Then I started thinking: what if I take this week of not reviewing to ignore my TBR pile and do nothing but re-read old favourites? Old ones - books whose authors have gone to the great library or who published before the advent of social media? (I still won't publish the reviews until next week.)
The more I thought about it, the more I liked the idea so I'm going to do it. I don't know if it's possible to actually ignore my TBR pile - it's literally starting to look like the dead elephant in the room - but I'm going to dedicate this week to the old book home and visit with the geezers who were on my shelves long before the books in my TBR pile were tree sprouts in the sustainably managed forests.

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