Another year of non-productivity yet little books read. One of my new year resolutions will have to be about how I spend last time on the internet trying to consume all pop culture and simply finish reading my books.
This year’s favourite fiction find is a tie between Swann, Leonie Swan’s Three Bags Full and Downum’s Neocromancer series. I pretty much fell in love with the George’s sheep in Swan’s book and while I would rate The Bone Palace as my favourite out of the trilogy, I adore Isyllt Iskaldur and would love to see more books featuring this character if it happens.
Non fiction title of the year for me is definitely Strayed, Cheryl Strayed’s Dear Sugar. I started reading the book on the train, started to tear and then trying to hold it and pretend I wasn’t (in the process probably freaking the hell out of everyone) all the way to the cafe where I was waiting for friends for dinner.
I didn’t explore too much this year in terms of English comics; in part because of tighter reins on my wallet, but Fables is definitely coming to an end, and I will have to try and check what other Mignola titles I might be missing out on.
My 50 books challenge has become harder and harder and at times I wonder; why? What has happened such that it’s been hard to keep track of my reading? A shorter attention span? Lethargy getting the better of me? Distraction from the internet?Parental units snooping on me too often as I’ve been cooped at home? Probably all of the above and more?
As I’ve also noted, despite the alarming number of drafts in my backlog, I’ve actually not published anything else in 2013- a very bad year for me in terms of my non-writing. I’ll probably cheat and quickly edit some of my drafts and post them up…
Meanwhile the 2014 year resolution is to get it together and work on it this year. Let’s see if it happens…
Another year, yet another list of books.
The 50 books challenge hasn’t been fulfilled for the last couple of years and I am painfully aware it’s due to too much time on the internet reading reviews and articles to poring over pictures of cats and tattoos. That, coupled with my gaming needs leads to not-too-surprisingly, a lack of sleep and also inability to string words coherently together.
Also in the the past couple of years, my concentration span seems to have been on a rapid decline. Many a read book has been forgotten if it wasn’t noted physically on a scrap of paper in a scribble upon completion. (It could also simply mean said book wasn’t engaging enough to lodge a spot in my limited brain RAM rather than my brain cells giving it up on me early.)
I’m now pondering a slightly different approach next year to the reading challenge; a few short lines post book-read. An exercise in part a small reminder to force myself to write a bit more (as the lack of entries this year can attest) and in part to think about the book I’ve digested and lastly so I can do a best of series at the end of the year.
Perhaps I should also tack on an Unfinished category?
They won’t make the official count, but it’s a good way to track the books I actually was half-way through before having to return them to the library… Also long considered if I should add the Mandarin books and translated manga? Likewise, they won’t make the official book count because the Mandarin book count is pathetic whilst the manga bit tends to veer to overwhelming…
Sadly, yet another year where I started off strong, but faltered towards the second half. My reading has again slowed down, as always a reaction towards my getting too much on the internet. I do read a lot of junk online (and not just in relation to Baidu or Tumblr) but also a number of articles and recommendations. I just need to remember to not let it get in the way of the actual reading.
Onwards to the list!
“The illiterate of the 21st century will not be those who cannot read and write, but those who cannot learn, unlearn, and relearn. ” A.Toffler, futurist.
Last week, while waiting for friends at a cafe, I was half-way through Nick Bilton’s I Live In The Future & Here’s How It Works, when I looked up to see a bespectacled man at an opposing table, staring intently at his iPad.
The irony made me chortle a little; here I was (in Bilton’s description) a Digital Immigrant, perusing a paper and glue bound library book about embracing the digital era while my neighbour was fixated on the latest model of a modern tablet.
Presenting my spoils of the war; from the only (and best kind of) shopping I did in Taipei much to the disgruntlement of my this-is-not-real-shopping-shopping mad travel companion.
This year’s obsessive and guilty pleasure phase has been that of the television drama.
It has been mostly tiring year (despite the discovery of a few gems) to be glued to the goggle box and I am nearly ready for a respite in 2011.
One however never tires of the written word, so even if the reading has slowed down a little, I remain steadfast in my refusal to succumb to the likes of an e-reader and stick to my well-worn paperbacks and hard covers for as long as I still can. Continue reading