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Literary ADD

Saturday, November 6th, 2010

Even when I’m reading a book I love, whether it’s an old favorite or a new book that has me engrossed, I occasionally find myself sidetracked and longing to read something different. Sometimes a glowing review, a gushing recommendation, or a movie tie-in or other multi-media reference will find me wanting to “cheat on” my primary read. Once upon a time, I’d have four or five books going at a time and think nothing of it, but of late, my reading time has been drastically cut, and so I’ve tried to keep it down to one or two.

How do you decide what to read when you’re pulled in multiple directions? Do you assign them various locations (I’ll read you at home, you on the commute, you before bed)? Do you soldier on through a single book at a time and make yourself wait to pick up the one that’s calling to you because of an impulse?

Free-Form Friday

Saturday, November 6th, 2010

it’s still technically Friday because I’m still awake, right?

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how different my life would be if I were a parent. What I couldn’t do that I can right now; what I would do but don’t think to now; what I’d want to do to make sure that I was giving a kid the best life possible. Part of me feels like every minute should be spent in some kind of interaction, some supervised productive activity, some way to engage. But that’s just not realistic. Sometimes kids have to do their own thing. And it’s not always going to be edifying, or educating, or enlightening. Sometimes they just get to be kids. And that’s okay. No, it’s not okay to sit in front of a screen of some sort every waking minute. No, it’s not okay to refuse to ingest anything with any kind of nutritional value. But it is okay to have different preferences and tastes.

The trick is, finding ways to bring the two extremes together. Video games aren’t all violent, and movies aren’t all mind-numbing. Books aren’t all masterpieces, and good-for-you foods sometimes tastes like shit.

I’m learning.