Sometimes I feel like the only person I know who finds reading history fascinating. It’s so full of amazing-yet-true stories of people driven to the edge and how they reacted to it. I keep telling friends that a good history book (as opposed to some of those textbooks in school that are all lists and dates) does everything a good novel does–it grips you with real characters doing amazing things.
Am I REALLY the only person who feels this way? When is the last time you read a history book? Historical biography? You know, something that took place in the past but was REAL.
I used to love this sort of thing. I’ve read so many true histories over the years due to and leading up to my political science degree. I don’t know if I got burned out from school or if the state of the world during the college years simply turned me off of history for the moment but I haven’t as a post college adult, really found myself that deep in history. I have found that I occasionally enjoy historical fiction and I definitely enjoy reading shorter bits about history such as magazine articles, museum blurbs and of course, my husband’s ongoing fascination with all things History Channel. But no. As it stands, right now, I’m really not much of a history book reader. I do expect this to change as I move in and out of various stages of my life, of course, but for now, I’m not a bit interested.