I haven't spent the time I used to here. I used to actually take notes of things or send myself emails to remember stuff that was good blogging material. Now, it seems, like so many other things, that I have added one more thing I don't make time for.
I have been experiencing one of life's many transitions. Lately, I've begun to think of life as a series of comings-of-age, where every so often a change occurs that makes you reflect on how you "used to be," or "used to do things." This, for me, is one of those times.
I've been reflecting on how I dealt with things not long ago, like the stresses of work or family life, and realizing that some of my approaches were not the most productive. So, in a lot of ways, I've been trying knew things; new ways of dealing with stuff. It's not that the old ways were necessarily ineffective. But I am always looking for a better way.
Take now, for instance. A few months back, I decided that maybe I should read a book. Any of you who know me well know that is a major occurance - nigh cause for evaluation - for me. See, I don't read books. Sure, I read blogs, the occasional comic, or what have you, but books? Not me. Not ever. Has only happened once in my life. Yes, I bullshitted my way through every book report I ever wrote (and passed with flying colors on most of them, a testament to the true value of a public education in Mississippi).
Well, in true Tweaker fashion, that thought took months to cultivate into actual action, and likely never would have if my brother hadn't brought me a little present on his recent vacation to Texas with his family. Brandon is a reader. I don't mean a bit of a reader. I mean dude reads every written word he can get his hands on. Brandon friggin READS. So naturally, when I expressed some interest in a book, his gears started grinding, and I am now thoroughly entranced in My First Real Book.
I am reading The Moon is a Harsh Mistress by Robert Anson Heinlein. I have enjoyed every page I've passed, and eagerly awaited the page after it.
"So go scrub."don't need help to scrub my back... but Ill leave the door up so we can talk. Just for company, no invitation implied."
"Yes, sir, Captain. Uh, I
"Suit yourself. I've seen a woman."
"What a thrill that must have been for her."
That line right there got people at the public pool staring at me as I was laughing out loud.
I have actually caught myself wishing I could be home reading it more than once. Today was a prime example, as I collectively spent about 2.5 hrs. driving.) In fact, I'm having that urge now.
So I'm going to go read. Chapter Six won't read itself, you know.
tweaker
4 comments:
It's a strange coinicdence. Someone gave me a weathered copy of moon is a harsh mistress in 1993 and it got lost. I found it while moving some boxes and stuck it in the bathroom.
That was 2007. Prior to that I hadn't read a book for 10 years.
Now I grab every heinlein book I can get my hands on. Stranger in a strange land is a damn good one too.
John Scalzi is another author that kind of follows in a similar theme.
Haven't read that particular Heinlein book (yet), but he was a fantastic writer. I highly, strongly, thoroughly recommend that you grab "Methusela's Children" and "Time Enough for Love."
1. The Hobbit You like LOTR, and this is where it all starts. Quick 'n easy, it'll carry you until #2 is available.
2. Monster Hunter International I'm not really a horror buff, yet this is one of the most purely entertaining books I've ever read. It is excellent. Done right, it would make one of the most entertaining movies, too.
3. Pegasus Bridge 'Cuz if you can't read military history, what good are you? This one's short but tells a story worth knowing. There's Band of Brothers, too, since you're already familiar with it.
4. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy Hysterical. 'Nuff said.
John Scalzi's Old Man's War has been on my wish list for a while now, but I haven't scored a copy of it yet. I'm going to have to rectify that soon, because it looks really interesting.
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