Part 1
I'm still as single as ever. Maybe I'm using books to make up the difference, but if that's the case then I'm a bookish slut. I'm literally in the middle of three...no, make that four books. One (on the bedstand) I read before going to bed: Man Walks Into A Room by Nicole Kraus. One (next to the toilet) I read while taking a dump: The Celestine Prophecy by James Redfield. Another (in my bag) I read during my lunch breaks: On Intelligence by Jeff Hawkins. The last one (in my car...don't ask why) is one that I started reading when I was waiting for something and happened to have this book handy: Everyday Apocalypse by David Dark.
All the books are very different so it's not very hard to juggle them in my mind. And I like reading this way because I have a wide variety of interests and I get bored easily. But this last book, Everyday Apocalypse, is really stirring my noodle.
Do you ever run across a book and it's like the author is hinting at answers to thorny questions that you've been wrestling with but not making any progress on? And you start thinking to yourself, "holy shit, THIS is what I've been searching for!" That's the kind of kick in the brain that this book is giving me.
I've only just started it and so I don't want to write too much about what I'm getting out of it, but it's exciting, challenging, powerful stuff. Stay tuned for updates.
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I am always reading at least 4 books, in fits and starts. It may take me 4 hours to finish 1, and 6 months another. It all depends on how much ram is dedicated to the process, and the priority of that process tree
Yeah, that's pretty much why I read these days. I get it most when reading Eggers or Coupland and some biographies like The Tender Bar. Who thought you could get a buzz from a book??
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