Before the order for all the dog bone toys came in, I had been on a good reading streak. Since there was a deadline involved with the toys, everything else got tabled while I worked on them. This included books. By the time things had settled back down, my reading vibe was fully absent. Fortunately, I wasn't very far into the books I had been reading, so putting them back on the shelf wasn't difficult.
You see, there are very, very fews books which I can re-read. If I had been too deep into those books, putting them away meant I'd likely never pick them back up. But I was able to re-shelve them, knowing I could come back to them later, and could use my bizarre method of choosing something to read now. (And, no, I won't divulge The Process. Complicated and potentially embarrassing.) My next book is
That being the case, is it bad form to have my daily word be flay?