I s'pose it bothered the ex-wife the most, but then, had I been doing something else--sports, watching sports, hunting, fishing, basket weaving, etc., she woulda hated it. I guess you could say she was a narcissist, and had a host of issues--still does, but we get along great; for our son's sake, as well the fact that we'd been friends for seven years before getting together. What sparked our relationship was my having found out she'd read RAGE, which gave us something in common. And in the beginning, I DID turn her on to some great books--Watchmen, Fear And Loathing, some Kerouac. But soon, her true self emerged, and it was all, "You and your damn books, always reading or writing--why dontcha go work on cars like a real man?" Blah...like writers ain't real men.
Ugh, ramble much, muskie? Sorry, you guys don't wanna hear that gunk. Anyway, like I say, we get along fine now. Actually caught her reading Everything's Eventual one day when I picked up the punk. She has Thompson's two-thumbed Gonzo fist tattooed on the back of her neck. Can't say I didn't show her some culture.
Now, my crazy girlfriend before THAT...let's just say time reading was better spent painting her toenails or worshiping her devine self. The less said about her, the better. And the one before that: "Books again? C'mon, man, let's go score!", before eventually leaving me, taking with her several valuable comic books she tried to sell for dope money. And the one before THAT...
Bad taste in women, I guess. Next lady friend I get better be a writer, or a librarian, something...