Just like any addiction, one of the dangers of refraining from reading for pleasure is that when you do begin to indulge once more, there is no such thing as moderation.
I suppose it was bound to happen then, that when I did begin reading just for the sake of reading again, it would be in gluttonous fashion.
Since dropping out of the blogosphere a month ago, I have read over 15,000 pages of fiction. (If you need proof, just look at my house.) The good news is that I have finally come up for air, satisfied and with plenty to talk about.
Are you ready?