One of the challenges I set myself (and my new time management system) two days ago was to read only one book at a time. I would allow myself to read no other book until I’d either finished the designated one - or decided that I didn’t want to read it any more.
Surprisingly this is new territory for me. I read a lot, but I have shelves full of partially read books. It’s not that I never finish a book, but I finish a heck of a lot less than I want to. Most of my unfinished books are unfinished not because I made a definite decision not to finish them, but because I got distracted by another book, and then another, and so on. I don’t think I’m alone in this.
Anyway, I have just finished the first book under these new rules. It is “The Evolution of Everything” by Matt Ridley. Now to choose the next book. Where do I start?
I think I’m going to re-read an old favourite, “The Valley of Bones” by Anthony Powell. Re-reading (in this case for the third time) is one of the great pleasures of life.
Well, that’s “The Valley of Bones” finished. What next? I think Andrew Roberts’s “Napoleon the Great”.