Too many books, too little time...

I enjoy reading—though that may be an understatement.

I read almost everywhere: at home, in the office, in the car, on trains or planes—as long as I can stay awake. My favorite places to read are coffee shops: good coffee, good book, no agenda. Before traveling somewhere, I would pick up a book about the place—to understand its history, culture, people, and landscape.

I don’t confine myself to any particular genre. I’ve found great reads in fiction, children’s literature, biography, memoir, history, politics, religion, geography, business, economics, and plenty more.

For me, reading is leisure and necessity—it keeps my mind active, satisfies my curiosity, and offers the best way to relieve stress.

I read exclusively on e-ink because of convenience. I currently have a Boox Go 10.3 (Gen. 1) and a Boox Palma 2. I however still buy and collect books that I love after reading them. Nothing beats that feeling of holding a great book in your hands.

This page is where I keep track of that journey: 21 books over the last 2 years.

I bought a copy of Faulkner’s Light In August and went to the noisiest jazz café I could think of, reading my new book while listening to Ornette Coleman and Bud Powell and drinking my hot, thick, foul-tasting coffee. At five-thirty I closed my book, went outside, and ate a light supper. How many Sundays-how many hundreds of Sundays like this-lay ahead of me? “Quiet, peaceful, and lonely,” I said aloud to myself. On Sundays, I didn’t wind my spring.

— Norwegian Wood, by Haruki Murakami