Hi Everyone….what’s on your reading list right now? Love this quote by author Ann Patchett:
Reading fiction is important. It is a vital means of imagining a life other than our own, which in turn makes us more empathetic beings. Following complex story lines stretches our brains beyond the 140 characters of sound-bite thinking, and staying within the world of a novel gives us the ability to be quiet and alone, two skills that are disappearing faster than the polar icecaps.
Read the whole post here.
While I agree with this wholeheartedly, securing and consistently setting aside the time to get to the books that intrigue me is quite the challenge. I’m using the mobility of my phone and laptop to access material, but time continues to evade me. Note to self: Restructure priorities in the vein of a Renaissance woman. But like, a really fine one. One with a rose gold cuff, flowing coarse locks, and DVF cat eye spectacles.
My spirit is mired by this achievement culture shit. My reading is often not for pleasure. It is merely functional; triage reading, I call it. I skim, proof, search, and summarize to complete a report, summary or dashboard. Sucks the joy right out of what would otherwise be an exploration of ideas, an unexpected life lesson, a mental getaway, or a delicious peek into a stranger’s fantasy.
What’s the answer? How do I incorporate literary siestas as a discipline?
Words! I want ’em, I need ’em, I gotta have ’em. Gimme dem stories, man!
I truly value our opportunities to engage in the stories of other human beings; those just as fractured, curious, lost, and peculiar as we are. To honor our pursuit of the shared story, let’s take in a classic from my childhood days. This was indeed, my jiggety jam.
Also, keep in mind that it’s National Poetry Month. Re-visit some classics, or uncover a new favorite like these:
Affirmation by Assata Shakur
Mutability by Percy Shelley
Poet’s Musings, A Blog by Hans Ostrom
Harlem (Dream Deferred), by Langston Hughes
Torched Sonnet, by Elaina Ellis
Get read, babies.