of grazing

What kind of reader are you?

I’m a grazer – always nuzzling about for a juicier blade of grass, a greener clump of leaves – and there is an ever-shifting clutch of books cluttering the space underneath my bed.  Here’s a little cross-section of the pages I’m chewing and re-chewing at the moment.

And the cuppa providing sips that wash down the bites.

Are you a grazer like me? Or maybe you’re more of a carnivore, like my man. He attacks one book at a time, stalking his prey then devouring it whole.

Either way, I want to know which books are piling up on the floor next to your bed!

PS. A little unsolicited advice to the bachelors of the world from this old married woman …there is nothing more sexy than a man who loves to read.