Reading
We've started packing for Philadelphia. I had to go through my little library and decide what to get rid of and what to keep. It's stressful getting rid of books.
There's not enough time in life to read all the books you would like to read, so there comes a time when we have to prioritize. I could get through more books in a month if I'd give up the 45 minutes I spend reading the newspaper every day, but I'm not willing to do that. I'm still not good at reading in the evenings. Mostly because Drew's not a reader. Plus, reading is such a solitary thing and I like to spend time with him when he gets home from work. I've given up some tv time, but that's a relaxing/passive thing that serves a very real need in my life. I won't be cutting too deeply in that department (especially not once school starts). This morning in the shower I told myself that I'm going to try to read a book a month while I'm in school.
A book a month. It actually sounds like a challenge at the moment. Realizing that I'm approaching a 12-books/month period in my life, I'm frantically trying to read as much as I can before August 6th (the first day of classes).
My booklist:
1. Rabbit at Rest by John Updike
2. White Noise by Don Delillo
3. How to be Alone: Essays by Jonathan Franzen
4. Humboldt's Gift by Saul Bellow
5. JR by William Gaddis
There's a maddening crush to cram a lot of stuff into these next two months. But then again I think I probably need to make room in my pre-Philadelphia life for a lot of "fucking around" and a bunch of "accomplishing nothing."
There's not enough time in life to read all the books you would like to read, so there comes a time when we have to prioritize. I could get through more books in a month if I'd give up the 45 minutes I spend reading the newspaper every day, but I'm not willing to do that. I'm still not good at reading in the evenings. Mostly because Drew's not a reader. Plus, reading is such a solitary thing and I like to spend time with him when he gets home from work. I've given up some tv time, but that's a relaxing/passive thing that serves a very real need in my life. I won't be cutting too deeply in that department (especially not once school starts). This morning in the shower I told myself that I'm going to try to read a book a month while I'm in school.
A book a month. It actually sounds like a challenge at the moment. Realizing that I'm approaching a 12-books/month period in my life, I'm frantically trying to read as much as I can before August 6th (the first day of classes).
My booklist:
1. Rabbit at Rest by John Updike
2. White Noise by Don Delillo
3. How to be Alone: Essays by Jonathan Franzen
4. Humboldt's Gift by Saul Bellow
5. JR by William Gaddis
There's a maddening crush to cram a lot of stuff into these next two months. But then again I think I probably need to make room in my pre-Philadelphia life for a lot of "fucking around" and a bunch of "accomplishing nothing."
Labels: Books
1 Comments:
Hi there Andy,
Enjoying your blog (while hard a work on a Wed. afternoon).
White Noise and How to be Alone are two of my favorites!! Enjoy.
Mrs. Powell
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