How does one chauce, anyway?

I'm writing this early in the day on a Saturday, so that I don't have time to get distracted or burn out my writing circuits before it's time to write a blog post. Maybe I should do this first thing every day? But I have so many things I mean to do "first thing every day"; if I did them all I'd never get anything else done.

I've been reading (well, by audiobook; can you call that reading? I don't see why not, but I think I'll get arguments) Chaucer's People, by Liza Picard. It's a discussion of the society of the late 14th century in England and, more broadly, Europe and the Mediterranean, by way of discussing the lives and professions of the people Chaucer introduces in his framing story. I'd originally started reading it as just an interesting history book, but it's gotten me interested in re-reading Canterbury Tales, so I've got a copy from the library sitting on my desk.

Of course, if you've been following along, you'll be able to easily guess that it's been sitting there for a week and I haven't touched it yet. (This is not to say that I don't read - I read constantly - but it's stuff like social media, blog posts, forums, etc., not books.)

So I think what I'm going to do, after I finish writing this blog post, is I'm going to sit here in my reasonably-comfortable desk chair, with my laptop closed, my phone on its face, and the TV off, and spend some time actually reading a book.

(post scriptum: It's really funny to me that I was about to say "and not a nonfiction book", and then I looked and, in fact, the library classifies Canterbury Tales in 821.1 Chaucer (which is apparently the Literature–English and Old English Literatures–English Poetry section). I wonder how old something has to be before it gets moved from Fiction to Literature.)