I was told in elementary school that I only could read at half the speed for success in college. Oh well, one benefit of slow reading is you get to live with the characters a longer period of time. I read in a vain attempt to better understand people. At my other homes, I'm known as a spouse, pop, guy in the choir, physical chemist, computer/web dilettante and child-care provider. In theory, I'm a published author, if you consider stuff like Quenching Cross Sections for Electronic Energy Transfer Reactions Between Metastable Argon Atoms and Noble Gases and Small Molecules to count as publications. I've strewn dozens of such fascinating things to the winds.
We've just gone through an orgy of Jane Austen videos at our house, including two versions of Pride and Prejudice, two of Persuasion, and two of Emma. My spouse went back and re-read most of them, and decided I should also re-read at least one. I'd done Pride and Prejudice fairly recently, so Emma was elected. I had read Emma previously when I was in college, which was pretty much in the dark ages, back before colleges were turned into glorified trade schools, and when education was more important than amassing cash and having bloated, over-aid, administrative staffs.