I think there may have been a time, long before my blogging days, when my reading did follow seasonal patterns; winter books tended to be more substantive, while summer reads were lighter–kind of like seasonal eating, I suppose, or tracking along with the school calendar. I don’t really see that happening any more, and while I suppose it’s possible that things shifted because I no longer live in a place that has well-defined seasons, I don’t think that’s […]
