I've been on beach vacations where I've plowed through a book each day. It's a dizzying undertaking, and the books tend to blur together, particularly mysteries. Years later I pick up books only to discover, 75 percent of the way through, that I've solved this particular murder before.
None of my reading marathons, however, can compare with that of Nina Sankovitch. Sankovitch, according to the New York Times, is reading a book a day for a year and reviewing the books at her blog. Check out the article here and the blog here.
Although I love to read, this sounds like a nightmare to me. And I've tried to imagine being an author who labored over a book for years, only to have a reader/reviewer gulp it down in less than 24 hours. I think I'd feel dismayed. My symbolism! My carefully crafted language! The subtleties!
Or maybe I'd just be glad that someone read the work.