Before I retired I drove 1/2 hour commute each way. I regularly enjoyed audio books from the library. That’s the only way I could conquer Memoirs of a Geisha, or The World is Flat.
I kept falling asleep with the Flat World in text. Couldn’t get past more than a page without a snore. Fortunately I stayed awake while driving.
The supply of audio books is somewhat limited, though. I met Jack Reacher, and a few other MCs I would not have chosen from a book shelf. Sometimes I am so into a book I’ll use both. I’ll listen while driving and then rush home to find where I left off when I parked! No, I’ve never tried to read and listen while driving!
I’m attached to Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child. I’ve practiced this balancing act with their books before. But with their latest I find myself frustrated! I only have half the commute! Mr. G thinks I’m rude if I plug in my audio book during dinner, or while we’re watching tv. The book isn’t available at the library, neither hard copy, nor electronically. I’m frustrated when I want to whip open the book and find out what the outrageous Pendergast pulls off next, and I can’t. (This must be what my parents loved about cliffhangers and the radio before the advent of TV.)
I may just end up with the audio tucked under my pillow so I can listen and only pretend I am asleep. I won’t need a flashlight!