No, it’s not in bed. It’s not in some comfy chair in our family room. It’s not at the local library or Barnes and Noble.
My favorite place to read is my car, a 2006 Toyota Matrix, in my driveway.
I know it’s kind of an odd place, but it’s got everything I need when I want to spend some quiet time just reading, with no distractions. I particularly like it in the summer; it’s comfortable, it’s warm, I’m outside (sort of), and I’m not tempted to get a snack every five minutes like I would be if I were inside.
My family still finds it a little weird when they go outside and see me sitting in the car in our driveway, just reading away. I’m also not sure what the neighbors think when they see me just sitting in my car for extended periods of time. At least my family knows what I’m doing; neighbors and other passerby have no idea.
If I’m feeling adventurous I might drive my car somewhere a bit more scenic and sit and read there; but that seems a little riskier (“Hey buddy, why are you just sitting in your car?”), plus it takes time away from reading.
I don’t use my car that much in the winter for reading, since it’s missing one of the things I like most about sitting in the car during the summer months – warmth.
So if you are looking for a quiet place to read, maybe you should give your car a try.
And to any neighbors who are reading this, now you know. When I sit in my car in the driveway, I’m not doing surveillance on your house or involved with TownWatch; I’m just reading the latest Malcolm Gladwell, Seth Godin, or John Grisham…
By the way, that’s not me or my car in the photo above, it’s just a picture I found on the web. Apparently I’m not the only one who does this. And here’s a couple of pictures of guys who don’t quite get the idea of reading in the car.
They don’t know what they are missing.