Do you have a space where you prefer to read?
At the moment, I don't have my own space in the house. We moved some furniture around and now my office is looking very sad and bare. There's no where to sit or lay down. What's left is a large open space that is begging for a comfortable sofa/day-bed/arm chair or something similar; a foot rest perhaps, a side-table, and a reading lamp. Doesn't that sound lovely?
However, I resist buying furniture. It's expensive, and like buying shoes, I tend to make mistakes and wind up with something I hate. Honestly, it's better that I buy nothing at all and make due with what I have.
As of late, I've been reading on our living room sofa, usually first thing in the morning. I prefer to read for large chunks of time, so it's nice to sit with my legs stretched out onto the coffee table with a cup of coffee while I tackle a quarter of the book. But it's not the coziest spot. The downstairs is cold in the winter, and this morning I couldn't find a position that didn't kill my lower back.
I used to read in bed a lot. I had a wall-mounted lamp that had an extendable arm that you could adjust and swing around to get the position just right. I'd read late, late into the night, with my forehead resting on the lamp, which would get pleasantly hot from the incandescent bulb.
Now I don't read in bed because my husband always wants to watch a DVD on his computer (side note: we are trying to work things out. Breaking up for a few weeks helped us both reevaluate our priorities. It's still incredibly hard and rough at times, but I'm glad we're at least trying). Sometimes I ask him to wear headphones, sometimes I don't. Regardless of the sound, I find the computer distracting.
When I was a kid, I also used to read in a somewhat cramped spaces. The linen closet was a favorite location. It had an excellent overhead light and it was quite cozy to sit among the towels. I particularly liked reading my Little House on the Prairie books in there because it was easy to pretend I was in a tiny cabin while the blizzards of the Dakota territory raged outside.
The other cramped spot I remember enjoying was the gap between my bed and my book shelf. I'd sit and read Anne of Green Gables and Jane Eyre with my knees curled up to my chin. I don't remember being uncomfortable. I think that's part of what makes a reading nook work: it needs to be a cozy, small, warm, private space. This is partly why I think buying expensive furniture to furnish a reading nook in the middle of my office is not going to work. It's not a small space and I can't make it feel that way regardless. Pinterest would have you believe otherwise, but this way madness and credit card debt lies.
Ok, this may sound crazy, but I'm leaning towards throwing some pillows into one of my closets. We live in house with an insane amount of closet space for two people and we have those types of closets that are super-roomy because they're built around dormer windows. They have lights inside. They're confined and very private. They get very warm on a sunny day. Maybe I could find a cheap bedroll online, pile on the pillows and blankets and see how it works.
If I go for it, I'll be sure to update with pictures.
Is it weird for a thirty-year old woman to read in a closet? Or genius...
Do you have a reading nook? Where do you prefer to read?
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Waking Lions by Avelet Gundar-Goshen
Never Let Me Go
by Kazuo Ishiguro