Every once in a while, a wave of nostalgia engulfs me and I feel the urge to reread a well-loved book. Sometimes, I let myself return to those worlds I love and those characters I hold dear, and the feeling of opening up one of my most worn novels is delightful. But most of the time, I feel the pressure to pick up those new releases that have been sitting on my shelves for a while and are getting older by the minute.
I think that most of us, avid readers who are making their reading life public via a bookish community, sometimes feel pressured to read certain books. Or to read, period.