Have you ever picked up a book and become so intrigued by the subject matter, it sparked a reading frenzy? Of course you have. That, my friends, is a book binge and it happens when you least expect it. You’ll be innocently reading along when you hit on a certain character or place or time and boom! Book binge. I myself have had many. Perhaps you are familiar with my proclivity for Paris in the 1920s, or my simple living obsession, but did you know I fostered a Sylvia Plath binge for at least a year and a half and had a brief fling with the Bloomsbury bunch as well?
I like to think book binges are good for us, edifying in some way. Like Picasso needed his blue period, we need our book binges.