Ah, reading. I know I'm preaching to the choir here but it's brilliant.
I read a lot. Stephen King once heard of an alcoholic who, when asked how much he drnak, looked blankly at his doctor and said 'All of it.' If someone asked me how much I read, I'd say 'All the time.'
I read while I eat, unless I have company. I read on the bus to work (this is why I don't drive to work. It would cut in on my reading time, even if that is only fifteen minutes). Now that I have a Kindle, which lies flat, I read while I knit. I read while the TV is on, unless I'm watching something good. I read on buses, planes, trains, in queues, in waiting rooms, at bus stops. A friend once asked me how I seemed to find so much time to read. I couldn't figure out how he didn't. I spend virtually all of my 'dead time' reading. Unless I'm specifically doing something else (watching TV, spending time with someone, cooking) I'm reading.
I read because I love to read, but also it teaches me how to be a better writer. At the moment, I'm reading a crime novel written in the mid-nineties and, while I'm enjoying it, I'm also enjoying the process of spotting what works for me and what doesn't. For instance, the writer uses this type of sentence construction a lot:
Jack arrived, having stopped off on the way to buy doughnuts.
I probably wouldn't pick up on the fact I hate this if it appeared in my own writing. There's nothing wrong with it. It gets the information across. But I don't happen to like it. I'd rather something that was more showing than telling. 'Jack arrived, clutching a bag of fresh doughnuts.'
In my own writing, I'd read the first sentence and think 'Cool. My reader is up to speed on the Jack-doughnut interaction scenario. Awesome. Now I can continue.' As a reader trying to lose myself in a story, I note that it jars my attention.
Yep, reading is ace. But if you knit, maybe read when you're doing a ribbed scarf rather than an Aran sweater for your boss.