Great Readers are Hard to Spot.

It’s easy to spot a great dresser. They’re the ones who pair the Target sweater with the Gap jeans and look like Blake Lively.

Great readers are harder to spot.

It’s not about quantity. (Although that helps.) But, I have a wonderful friend who goes through romantic paperbacks like a preoccupied adolescent left alone with a bag of Doritos.

It’s not about genre. (Although that helps.) Personally I’m a fan of diverse reading, but I think there are enough classics in any category to keep a person occupied for a lifetime.

For me it’s about reflection. I don’t want to casually discuss books, I want to dissect them. Don’t tell me you enjoyed it. Tell me what shocked you. I don’t want to hear you couldn’t put it down, I want to understand what made you bristle, what reminded you of a long-lost friend, what forced you to rethink values you’ve held since you were a kid.

​When I find someone who wants to delve into the pulp of fiction, I tend to latch onto them. Meet my new book friend, Nina. She’s a writer’s reader, cataloging past reads with Pithy Reviews that pull you in and convince what to pick up next and what to shelf.
See for yourself HERE.

And (full disclosure) I’m thrilled she’s currently reading Available to Chat. And, while I enjoy reading her insights, in all honesty, if she were to simply say, “I couldn’t put it down,” I could live with that.

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