On Reading

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It seemed fascinating and titillating. Reading romance novels at the mature old age of ten. My mother had no issue with it. We would actually lie on her bed after a trip to the library and spread out our haul: mysteries; how-tos; self-help. She loved to be read to and was particularly fond of Danielle Steel at the time, so I became the narrator of these overwrought family sagas, affairs, and marital disputes. I presume these themes still drive Danielle Steel books. I never read the more sexually driven scenes out loud; that would’ve been mortifying.   Around this same time in elementary school, there were a few book nerds I knew of on the periphery; these were the ones always reading, and always reading unassigned material. Two … Read More

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Thoughts On Others’ Thoughts

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I know I’ve mentioned this before: I am not a big fan of short stories. Never have been. I don’t spend any time on Medium and I have no desire to. This personal proclivity baffles me, because it seems like I would love them the most, as a supposedly anxious impatient person. Tell me, get to the point! Maybe this belief about myself isn’t 100% true. And it also baffles me because I’ve never been able to really articulate why. Only recently have I come to understand that it is more of a time suck to get invested in something which has no longterm benefit; maybe it’s the matured investing entrepreneur in me or just a vulnerable child who doesn’t … Read More

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