When I leave home, I am rarely without at least one book or magazine to read. (If I am, chances are I'm going to buy or check out something.) On the train, in the library, or in line other places, I often run into time when I want to do something beyond waiting.
That something is usually reading. (When possible, of course, it's writing -- even the beginnings of some of these posts.) That willingness to use my waiting time is part of how I've finished reading all of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes stories (all 1,300-plus pages) and two of the three parts of William Manchester and Paul Reid's biography of Winston Churchill, "The Last Lion." (I read "Alone" and "Defender of the Realm," by the way.)
I took up "the canon," as we frequent readers tend to call the Holmes stories, around the time of the president's inauguration. I tend to turn back to it when times turn scary... little did I know in January.
But whether I was trying to find a portable volume of Doyle or looking for the time when I could "get home to Winston," I considered reading something to be an important part of my day.
If you're facing new reasons to wait or new impatience this fall, why not do as you would have done in earlier Septembers? Pick up a good book. The wait won't be nearly as bad with good company.
Margaret Serious has a page on Facebook.
Are you looking for good reading about good words? Have some delivered -- subscribe! The button at the top of the post and the bottom of the post will lead you through prompts equally well. I never send spam, and you may unsubscribe at any time.