It’s been three weeks since I wrote my last post and some really exciting stuff has happened in that time period. First & foremost…
I finished my second book of the year!
It’s sad to think that by this time last year I was halfway through a curriculum of over 20 novels, but just one year later find it difficult to get through a couple light reads of my own choice. The whole point of my reading resolution was to start reading more again, not to make reading a checklist chore.
Back in high school I was a pretty picky reader. If something hadn’t drawn me in by the third chapter or so, it went back on my bookshelf to fulfill its best value: decoration. Two things have happened to change this:
- A lack of control over my booklists through university taught me to finish books I otherwise wouldn’t.
- The daunting stack of books that resided on my dresser caused me to enjoy the feeling of accomplishment that comes with finishing a book more than the reading process itself.
So, my latest goal is to save my time for the books that I can’t put down. And in an incredibly disturbing and horribly vulgar, but ultimately humorous way A Clockwork Orange fit the bill. Anthony Burgess wrote this novel, later made more famous by Stanley Kubrick’s film adaptation, after being diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumour (depressing, I know, but it gets lighter, I promise). Told he didn’t have long to live he decided to pursue his dream of having a novel published. He went on to live almost 40 more years, writing numerous other published works and achieving huge literary success.
I may be perfectly healthy – if we aren’t counting the greasy hotdog I devoured at 2am outside of the bar last night – but maybe if I start selecting books that speak to me a little more carefully I’ll significantly over-achieve on my goals too.
As for all of the other cool things I’ve done in the last few weeks (like travel solo + have lunch with a 67 million year old dinosaur) I promise that I will get my butt in gear and share more very soon!