From today’s NYT headlines e-mail: “Publishers are issuing new paperbacks in a bigger size for baby boomers who are finding it harder and harder to read small type.” Story here. (If prompted for user name and password, head over to BugMeNot).
Why does this happen? A week ago, nothing I picked up to read seemed to grab me. In the last couple days, I’ve borrowed the Hugo-winning Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell and my library “holds” came in on Charlie Stross’s new book, Accelerando, and a Ray Bradbury biography. This, of course, just as I was getting pulled in by 102 Minutes, a book that’s been in the TBR pile for about three months. At least the short-range weather forecast is conducive to guilt-free reading (once I move my carcass away from this computer)!
There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them.