I have a routine of reading multiple books in 30 minute blocks each with the use of a timer (siimilar to studying textbooks in college), usually from 7 to 9, 10 or 11 in the morning and 8 to 10 in the evening, but haven’t been reading as much lately due to work.
I read a little every night before I drop off to sleep - also on weekend mornings before I have to get out of bed. Sometimes I carry a book with me for the commuter rail or if I know I’ll have to wait somewhere (like the doctor’s office).
Almost always in the tub.
I usually read for a bit in bed every night. It could be an hour, or it could be 5 minutes, depending on how tired I am. If I’m particularly engrossed in a book I’ll take it to work with me and read during my lunch hour, and if it’s *really *good I basically won’t put it down until I’m finished.
Whenever I get the chance. I always have a book with me.
Every night for about an hour before I go to sleep. Every day on my lunch hour.
Several evenings a week for a few hours. Generally while I wait for laundry, avoid washing dishes or other chores.
Lots on rainy days, when I am sick, when I can’t sleep.
I don’t allow myself to read in the morning, that makes me late for work. And since I drive the carpool, it makes others late for work too.
While I wait for things, mostly. Waiting for my stop on the bus or subway. Waiting for the water to boil for pasta. Waiting for the shower to run hot. Waiting for someone else to get ready to go out. Waiting for a roommate to finish a movie so I can have the TV. Waiting for a phone call. Waiting for my sleeping pills to kick in.
I’m good at putting down books on a moment’s notice; I just stick a mental flag in the thought process wherever I was, and when I pick the book back up, the train of thought resumes wherever I left off. I can do it with multiple books, although I try not to juggle more than three. The Kindle goes everywhere I go.
Yes, I too, can no longer sit on the couch and read fiction while my husband’s watching TV. My ears just start following whatever I’m hearing, and I lose the words.
Summertime is good reading time. You’d think the winter, but for me, it’s sitting in the back yard, getting up to do a bit of gardening or refresh my drink and so on. I think in the house, there are too many distracting screens–TV, computer, smartphone, and I end up surfing the web too much, and getting my “word consumption fix” that way. I don’t find reading a book in bed comfortable any more–my eyesight is so bad I need lots of light, but that isn’t restful. I’m kind of interested in checking out how a tablet can work as an e-reader, so I can slouch in bed in dim light and read.
My workplace is reading-friendly at lunch, so it’s nice to sit in quiet with others buried in novels too. Or I can hop in the car, and take off to a nice park or beach close by and read and picnic.
There is the most wonderful poem by Sue MacLeod, that you (and other readers) remind me of. A link to the text is: http://www.signature-editions.com/index.php/poem_of_the_week/especially_for_a_woman_reading/
(I love this poem so much!)