Showing posts with label challenge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label challenge. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 30, 2020

I'm Reading a Book (Julian Smith)

Very few days of my life go by in which I do not read.  I learned at a very young age; even when it was just memorization in the early stages, I understood the power of words and that all one had to do was turn the page to continue the adventure, the escape, the inward musing.

Retirement + pandemic = lots of leisure time, not to mention that for me (although there were moments of lack of focus and loss of concentration), it has become one of my primary coping mechanisms during this self-imposed Shelter in Place the past 9 1/2 months.

For years, I have opted in to the Goodreads Challenge, choosing a-book-a-week (52-a-year) as my goal.  Some years I've gotten close, a few years I've achieved, and this year I will have almost doubled!

When I realized last week that I was at 95 I decided that, if there was ever a time to get into the triple-digits, this was it.  So I am pushing, not cheating, to make that happen.  I confess that the last five books were 200 pages or less, but still legitimate books that were on my Want to Read list/pile anyway.  This is where My Year in Books (2020) currently stands (hoping that, even if you are not on Goodreads, you can see this).  Here's/cheers to 100 books... 💖


I consciously decided to make World of Wonders: In Praise of Fireflies, Whale Sharks, and Other Astonishments by Aimee Nezhukumatathil, Fumi Nakamura (Illustrator) (a Christmas present from my dear friend Michele), my last book of 2020 (starting it tomorrow morning).

Day One all over again on January 1, with my first book of 2021, A Promised Land by Barack Obamawhich I am very much looking forward to.  I carefully curate how I wish to spend my time with the written word, and already have many potential novels as well as works of non-fiction earmarked for my ongoing journey.  I am setting my goal as per my usual book-a-week, thinking positive that I will one day have a social life again, and therefore less time for reading (but I've loved every hour/minute/second of page-turning... 😍 )



SONGI'm Reading a Book by Julian Smith (ignore the annoying bagpipes in the last 15 seconds!)

BOOKBibliophile: An Illustrated Miscellany by Jane Mount (Illustrator)

POEM:  The Nobel Prize for Reading by Nicanor Parra

The Nobel Prize for Reading
should be awarded to me
I am the ideal reader,
I read everything I get my hands on:

I read street names
and neon signs
bathroom walls
and new price-lists

the police news,
projections for the Derby

and license plates

for a person like me
the word is something holy

members of the jury
what would I gain by lying
as a reader, I'm relentless

I read everything - I don't even skip
the classifieds

of course these days I don't read much
I simply don't have the time
But - oh man - what I have read

that's why I'm asking you to give me
the Nobel Prize for Reading
as soon as impossible

(antitranslated by Lis Werner)

QUOTE:  "
My personal hobbies are reading, listening to music, and silence." ~ Edith Sitwell

Monday, July 9, 2007

Hallelujah (Leonard Cohen)

Finally, I have internet again in my home - to quote Mr. Garcia: what a long, strange trip it's been...

I've learned a lot about myself this week - powerlessness is not my favorite feeling. I am normally a patient and understanding person, to the extreme - it takes a lot to ruffle my metaphorical feathers and I have a very high tolerance for frustration.
[ I started typing out the blow-by-blow of events, which just served to take me right back to the negative place - I'm deleting now... ]

What I can't abide are broken promises, processes that break down and situations that cause me to lose trust - I've been tested the last 6 days, making lemonade from lemons (i.e., catching up on my reading) some of the time... and reducing myself to the common denominator (shrieking and swearing, although not *at* anyone) on other occasions...

Mostly I've just tried to breathe... and I've vowed to attempt to become less dependent on this mode of communication in the future (easier said than done, when I'm involved in so many extra-curricular activities) - relate, relax, release... look forward... and continue to trust, even when it seems impossible... :-)



POEM: Trust by Thomas R. Smith

It's like so many other things in life
to which you must say no or yes.
So you take your car to the new mechanic.
Sometimes the best thing to do is trust.

The package left with the disreputable-looking
clerk, the check gulped by the night deposit,
the envelope passed by dozens of strangers—
all show up at their intended destinations.

The theft that could have happened doesn't.
Wind finally gets where it was going
through the snowy trees, and the river, even
when frozen, arrives at the right place.

And sometimes you sense how faithfully your life
is delivered, even though you can't read the address.

QUOTE: "The ultimate measure of (wo)man is not where (s)he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where (s)he stands at times of challenge and controversy." ~ Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.