In the past, I mostly read on the couch, though I could read just about anywhere (even in the car). But more often than not, it had to be a place where I was comfortable and where I wouldn’t feel sore or achy after a long read. I would read for about a half hour or an hour, or until I finished a chapter or two. If I was really engaged in the book, I’d read for two hours or more or until I got hungry.
I couldn’t read with noise in the background. For example, if the TV were on or if there was music playing, I couldn’t concentrate in the least. The noise would distract me or grab my attention. The world that I was trying to create in my mind as I read would disintegrate into thin air. I needed silence to read.
For each person, there is a preference for a good place to read. For some, it might be at their bed or their desk. Some might even prefer to read outside, such as on a deck, porch, or even in the park.
More recently, as I was waiting for my car to be serviced, I finished a book on my iPad as I read underneath a tree. It was a calming and relaxing experience, since it felt nice to get some fresh air while I read.
I feel like I could read anywhere so long as I’m comfortable with where I’m reading at. Nowadays, I’ve been reading a lot more at my desk, since it’s also where I write from. I find that a really engaging books can pull me into a world that transcends time and space–and where I in turn, forget time and space as well.
Fallton Havenstonne 