During 2014 I read the fewest number of books I've read since I began recording them on this blog. Thirty-six is a very poor return over 52 weeks, particularly given the fact that I read about 8 of those during a three week holiday in the summer. In the stretch that followed the summer, however, I barely manaeged one in two months.
There are a number of reasons for such a poor showing. One, perhaps, is that I simply didn't come across as many books I loved as usual. This is perhaps a function of being away from bookstores. While my Kindle obviously gives me access to pretty much whatever I want, there's no better way to find a great new book than browsing in a store, and therefore supply has been disrupted. Second, there's pressure of work and other obligations of course.
The worst culprit though is my iPad, which in the four or so years I've had it, has become a constant companion. While I don't know where I'd be without it, metaphorically, I have come to a decision about exactly where I do want to be without it: in bed.
When I first had it, it was banned from the bedroom. But like the dog that should be sleeping downstairs, it has gradually crept in and I find myself lying in bed checking my twitter feed, watching the Big Bang Theory or, worst of all, playing bloody candy crush. There are much much better things to be doing in bed than those things and one of them is reading.
So in the interests of, inter alia, reading more, the iPad is now banned from the bedroom. With this I feel very confident I can hit a target of 52 books in 2015! My shelves are full of great stuff waiting to be read - more of which tomorrow - and I'm excited about getting down to it!