So Many Books, So Little Time

The phrase in my title was on a button my mother gave me. It’s how I feel about books. There are so, so many of them and not enough time to read all I want to read.

Over the years, I’ve come up with a way to decide whether I’ll order a book or not. Unless a book is on a subject of my current research interests which range far and wide, I wait for three recommendations from people I know. Three, at least.

This weeds out the eccentricities of varied reading tastes. For example, I’m not a wild fan of science fiction so if a science fiction book is recommended to me three times, I definitely investigate it.

If the book is a spiritual book, I ask all of the three recommenders to tell me why. Spiritual books work best for me when they address right where I am in my own spiritual process at the time. I read the Abraham-Hicks books because they helped me take a huge leap forward when I read them.

If the book is fiction, I ask the recommenders to tell me what they think I’d like about the book. I read the Ken Follett masterpieces The Pillars of the Earth and World Without End because of recommendations.

I know people who are so busy these days that reading is a thing of the past for them. I can’t imagine living that way. I’m never without a book to read, never. There are too many wonderful things to be found in books for me not to be reading something all the time.

So yes, there are so many books. And yes, there is too little time. So what? Keep reading. I am.