I’ve at least heard of him , even though literature certainly isn’t my domain either.
I don’t know, I’m not uninterested at all but I think school’s ruined it for me. I’ve come to associate reading with facts and learning, and when the homework was done and the day’s exam studying over I never was too keen to sit down in front of yet another book. I spent the time left on music/movies/games instead, or simply hanging out with friends. When I read books today it’s similarly because I’ve become interested in something and want to learn more about it, so it tends to be biographies, history, and books written on certain topics. But whenever I’ve tried to read fiction I’ve had difficulties getting in to it, and there’s something knocking me on my shoulder telling me I’m wasting my time - even though I know it’s not actually so.
I’m the slowest reader ever, because I only read just before going to sleep and so I only get through a few pages at a time. Also, I rarely read in English. I’ve been getting through Dawkin’s the Selfish Gene in Italian for like a year now, and Rousseau’s Confessions in French for at least 2. I don’t know if I’ll ever finish that one.
I used to do that as well but for whatever reason what I read immediately before sleep has been promptly forgotten when I wake up again. These days it’s 30 or 40 seconds of random fumbling with my phone and then I’m out. There’s no point trying to do anything more useful than that.
I’ve cheated a little this year with books on da Vinci and Chopin I got at Christmas, but otherwise reading has become an outdoor thing for me. There’s nothing better than a book on the veranda a warm summer evening, and I’m still kid enough to bring a book out in the environment and read under a tree or similar as well. Wintertime it tends to be 110% piano instead when I’m by myself.