Today is the second day of Good Books and Good Wine‘s 15 Day Book Blogger Challenge. If you haven’t yet heard about this super fun challenge, be sure to check out the “Let’s Get It Started” post, HERE.
While yesterday’s challenge topic was one that was fairly easy to for me to write about, today’s was a bit more complicated given the fact that I am the farthest thing from ritualistic in the hours before I actually call it a night. But here goes.
First let me begin by saying that I that hate going to sleep. I always have and at this point in life I think I always will. I fight sleep with everything I have in me. Which makes me, I suppose, a bit of an insomniac.
So I don’t tend to say at eleven o’clock, okay, it’s time to head up to bed so that I can get an hour of reading in and still manage to get a good eight hours of sleep before work the next day.
In my current residence I stay downstairs, catching up on television, or, more likely, on blog posts from the hours of midnight until two or three in the morning. Last night it was four. Sometimes it’s later than that. But when the time rolls around that my brain deems acceptable to begin to wind down, I head upstairs with Kindle and current print book in hand.
If I forget one or the other, it’s not the end of the world as I typically have any number of books on my bedside table that I can pick up instead. And yes, unless the book is so awesome that I can’t live without it by my side for even a night, I am generally too lazy to go back downstairs to get it.
So anyway… in the wee hours of the morning I drag myself upstairs, deal with the various pre-bed musts so that a) my hair won’t too closely resemble that of the bride of Frankenstein in the morning and b) I’ll wake to the taste of mint on my breath and not something more heinous.
And once I’ve beaten my pillow into submission so that I can read comfortably whilst lying on my back, it then comes the time to choose whether to read my current eBook on my Kindle with its built-in light. Or fight the good fight with my clip on light and printed book.
As I may have mentioned in yesterday’s post, I hate the idea of any kind of damage to print books. So I will only use my reading light when reading ARCs that I receive for review knowing they’ll be leaving my possession shortly after I’m through with them. But even then I’m super careful.
I suppose my bedtime reading habits would change if I had a bedside lamp. But I don’t have one. My bedside table is really, really small so even if I wanted one, it just wouldn’t fit. And as the overhead lighting is run from a switch that is clear across the room, it means that I can’t and won’t read any of my “for keeps” books in bed.
So it boils down to just how much I want to read that printed ARC versus choosing the “easy” option of an eBook with its built-in light. And if I choose the print book, that’s pretty much it. I settle in and start reading until my eyes can’t stay open and I give up the fight.
If I choose to read an eBook, however, it could be as quick as five minutes or as long as an hour, for me to select my bedtime read. Every-so-often it takes so long that I don’t end up finding a book to read before bed. But if I do find that perfect book to read in that moment, then I tend to stay up past first light, lost in whatever world it’s taken me to.
And because I keep my Kindle charge cable close at hand, I am never worried about battery power making the decision to stop reading for me.
Whether it’s two a.m. or six a.m., I will always try to read at least thirty pages before I crash. I feel like the day is somehow incomplete, unfinished if I don’t.
But what about you? What are your nightly reading rituals? Do you take a book or two to bed? Or do you leave reading for the daylight hours?
Okay, that wasn’t as difficult as I thought it would be. I suppose if I had to talk about all the challenges I face when reading at night, it might have been a more difficult post to write. Like if I had to talk about how the sound of pages flipping is not endearing to those who aren’t actually reading said book at five a.m. Or how sobbing quietly for the loss of a character is and will always be an alarming sound to wake to. Or how no matter how quietly you attempt to plug the end of your charger into the wall, it sounds like you’re operating heavy machinery in the quiet hours of early morning.
Yes, many nights my bedtime reading ritual involves apologizing for something. Who knew that reading could be such a noisy endeavor?