Okay, even I can’t read ALL the time, so I’m guessing that you folks might voluntarily shut the covers from time to time as well… What else do you do with your leisure to pass the time? Walk the dog? Knit? Run marathons? Construct grandfather clocks? Collect eggshells?
In part I have to echo bookeywookey’s initial response: I’m in grad school, so I don’t have a ton of leisure time. That said, one of the reasons I don’t seem to be reviewing books as often as I could on this blog is because I also have something like a bajillion hobbies competing for my attention. And there are times when I just can’t read another word (like last night when I came back from 6 straight hours of seminar and basically sat in front of the t.v. and drank a lovely cup of my home-made hot chocolate). But when I’m not reading, I’m either knitting, spinning (yarn, not bikes), weaving (although I haven’t done this for a while and my loom is looking forlorn), cooking/baking, or working out on my treadmill. I go through waves of obsession with my hobbies: for example, I’ll go through a sewing fit, where I just have to make quilts (or at least cut out the fabric for quilts and then let them sit, half-made, in a drawer until the next sewing fit hits me). In the past I’ve done beadwork (as in making jewelry and weaving with beads), crochet, counted cross-stitch, latch-hook stuff, you name it. And at any given time I have a number of different projects going on at once (for example, I think I have a disgraceful number of knitting projects on the needle right now–something in the double digits I’m sure). I’m the same way with books. I have to have at least 2-3 books going at any one time, because, you know, I might get tired of one but still want to read something… This severely hampers my ability to finish anything (not to mention that it leaves my apartment rather cluttered), but I rationalize this away with the contention that my inability to achieve a level of completion really points to my understanding that it’s the journey, not the final destination that counts.
So you see, my indecisive nature in regards to my academic life plays itself out in my spare time too. My mom and I like to call ourselves Renaissance women, but I think that’s just a fancy way of saying that we get bored easily (and that at heart, I’m rather lazy).