reading vices, ranked

a deeply unserious, extremely personal taxonomy of the reading habits i cannot and will not quit.

we all have our reading quirks; the ones that are either totally relatable or weirdly rage-inducing for other people (like chill, it’s not that serious).

so here’s my indulgent little confessional: a ranking of the reading habits i’ve developed over the years. and honestly, so what. they’re mine, and i’m proud of them. maybe you’ll relate, maybe you won’t, but don’t pretend you don’t have your own chaotic tendencies too.

this is basically a long-winded way of saying: let’s celebrate our weird little habits, because that’s half the fun of being a reader.

i’ve broken mine into tiers, starting from the least unhinged to the most. let’s get into it.