I used to read all the time.
Almost every spare moment was spent with my head in a book.
So, maybe I'd read a book a week, mostly contemporary literary fiction.
Then parenthood came along and I hadn't as much time for reading but I'd still read a book every month or so.
Along came the internet into our home, Pbase, Facebook, and an endless supply of material to distract me from the finely crafted printed word.
Reading became something I only did if I was sick or on holidays, and once I got an iPad, even that couldn't be guaranteed.
So one of my resolutions for 2014 is to get back to reading. Not ebooks but real books.
Books that I can pop in my handbag to read over coffee without worrying about spilling said coffee over an expensive electronic device.
I'd read a review of Gone Girl on a blog at the weekend and thought it sounded interested, even though thrillers aren't normally my cup of tea.
So when I saw a copy of it while leaving a bag of clothes into a local charity shop, I bought it.
Now, I can't put it down as I want to find out what exactly happened to Amy who has disappeared on her fifth wedding anniversary.
Was it the husband (it's always the husband) or someone or something else?
I probably won't be around Pbase too much until I find out but I'll catch up real soon.