Adventures in Reading: A tale of two tyrants (in two parts)

PART 1

As previously mentioned, one of my New Year’s Resolutions for 2013 is to read 12 books.

Twelve books in 2013 is a book a month(ish), and once the New Year hit, the countdown was on.

The problem was, on January 1, I was midway through a research book for my novel that I had to finish to continue writing.  Yet, this title couldn’t count as book #1 since I was, indeed, already halfway through it.

To compromise, I took another book I was also halfway through and counted the two halves as one.  And as it happened, the two books – John, King of England by John T. Appleby and Mockingjay by Suzanne Collins – both dealt with the subject of tyrants and people’s responses to their actions.

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Is Anybody Listening? A lament (and relent) about Twitter

I don’t get Twitter.

Or in Twitter parlance: #IDon’tGetIt.

It is, at face value, actually quite simple: an online venue in which one expresses him-/herself in 140 characters, follows the expressions of others, and categorizes his/her own expressions with hashtags for ease of allowing others to follow him/her.

Indeed, Twitter’s liberal use of symbology – #, @, RT, MT, and links beginning with bit.ly or ow.ly or foreshortened forms of other familiar websites (e.g. amzn, goo.gl, wp) – gives it less the air of a web service and more that of a futuristic language.

And who doesn’t think it’s cool to be bi-/tri-/multilingual?

I get all that.

I also get that Twitter’s a great way to keep up with news, which is the primary reason I joined up in the first place.

Only….

What I don’t understand is how some people manage to actually get said news.

Because there is just so much of it.

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Adventures in Reading: Trials of a time-pressed bibliophile

I used to love reading.

Putting it like that makes it sound like I don’t anymore, which is the furthest thing from true.

Reading is one of my earliest and most enduring pastimes.  As a child, I spent whole Saturdays at my local library.  My childhood summers were a parade of one book after another cracked open in any customary summertime location: the beach, the hammock in the yard, on a family vacation.

There’s nothing I love more than losing myself and my everyday surroundings in a great story.

I just don’t have much time for it anymore.

Of course, I know the adage: “No one has time; you make time.”  I even fully subscribe to this wisdom, in all areas of my life and with all pursuits that are important to me.

And it’s a good thing too, for I really don’t have time.

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Be It Resolved: Goal-setting for Success

It’s that time of year again.

I have an almost flawless adult record of realized New Year’s Resolutions.  In the past, I have successfully achieved…

  • The Great Weight Loss (which continues to be maintained) of 2000
  • The Commitment to More Diverse Cooking of 2010
  • The Re-Introduction to Reading and the Pledge to More Emotional Expressiveness somewhere in between the above-mentioned two, and
  • 2012’s Experiment Into Internet Dating (which I hated, but that’s a whole other blog post) to cap it all off.

I’m not much of a lover of Christmas, but New Year’s is my favourite holiday of the year.  I love new beginnings – love the intrinsic metrics they provide for making life changes – because, like anyone else, when it comes to my life and myself as a person, there’s always room for improvement.

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