Today’s question is suggested by Carrie.
What’s the most desperate thing you’ve read because it was the only available reading material?
If it was longer than a cereal box or an advertisement, did it turn out to be worth your while?
This is a tough one. I’ll read pretty much anything that happens to be in my line of sight, from graffiti to notes left on whiteboards from previous classes. But as for being desperate enough to seek out anything to read ... I don’t think it’s ever happened. I haven’t let it. I was always the weird kid who brought books on school trips (and still have awful memories of a Year 6 excursion on which we weren’t allowed to take ANYTHING and I got busted by the teacher with an L.M. Montgomery tucked in my jacket). From Year 11 onward I always carried a book in my bag, and now I never leave home without one if I’m going any further than the local shops. If I think I might finish my current read, I take a spare. On my one overseas holiday I packed a whole pile of books, and if I hadn’t dozed and talked through most of it could probably have read all the way Canberra-Sydney-Melbourne-Bangkok-Phnom Penh and still had volumes to spare. (In case you can’t tell, I’m well into the habit of overestimating the amount of reading material I’ll need.) The one time I’ve been caught short was when rather than take a spare I planned on borrowing more supplies, only to discover that borrowing at Central City library had been frozen as they began relocating to Brisbane Square. Luckily for me, there was a book sale in the Mall - I was saved!