Most of the time though, I read. Sometimes I start two, three books at a time.
I just finished Frank McCourt's 'Tis. Yes, the title is 'Tis. Unusual and intriguing. This is another memoir of his, more immediate and raw than Angela's Ashes. This is all about his life after he landed in New York from Ireland, at the age of nineteen, working and living in many jobs and neighborhoods, ending up in the Army, learning new skills, earning the GI Bill that finally sent him to school and got him his teaching degree. His teaching life is yet in another memoir. I couldn't put the book down. The man was a genius, a poet. His startling prose and fever pitched-breathless paragraphs remind me of the best of Irish writers, the best of English prose.
Do yourself a favor. Read this in English. You'll never be satisfied with anything else.