From Booking Through Thursday:
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?
I’ve been known to skim through telephone books in hotel rooms if I was hard up for reading. (The lawyer ads in the Washington, D.C., and Northern Virginia telephone books are particularly entertaining.) Usually, though, my desperate times come when I’m in a doctor’s or dentist’s waiting room and forgot to bring a book to read. Then I read all of the women’s magazines (“Ten Ways to Reduce Cellulite”) or catch up with celebrity doings via People magazine.
I’d love to be able to say that on one of these hard-up occasions I picked up a novel I wouldn’t have read otherwise and found it to be engrossing, but I can’t think of a single instance when this has happened.