I’ll tell you why. Many people say that the rest of the world falls away when reading. They forget their problems, and more than that, get to train their attention fully on something of interest. In the book Flow, Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi tells us, “Reading requires concentration of attention and has a goal, and to doContinue reading Why is Reading so Darn enjoyable?
Lately, I’ve been thinking on the importance of reading diverse literary voices. While I love the Western canon, I recognize its limits in perspective. Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing like spending hours with Whitman, Emerson, Thoreau, Plato, or Nietzsche. But if I’m going to be a great reader, I need to make space forContinue reading An Argument for Diverse Literature
I like to create a plan for my weekend reading or else it doesn’t get done. Reading, for me, is much easier during the week when I’m on a structured schedule with work and kids. The weekend, however, is the wild west in my home. I don’t get too detailed or set unreasonable expectations, butContinue reading My Weekend Reading Plan
I’m not a virtuoso reader, but I hope to be one day. I was reading Flow by Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi this morning, and on page 25, he explains how virtuosos are made. He says: “Like all virtuosi, he must spend many years learning, and he must keep constantly in training. Being a specialist, he cannot affordContinue reading Become a Virtuoso Reader
We’ve been looking forward to this one in book club for a while! We’ve just started reading Flow by Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi. It’s the go-to book on achieving a state of flow—the mindset where you’re at your best, and everything just clicks. You can reach this state no matter what you’re doing. Whether you’re launching aContinue reading We’re Reading “Flow” the Book
When I was a child, my grandmother had a hidden laundry chute in her home. If you went into the bathroom on the main floor and poked your head into an old brown cabinet, you’d find a large black hole at the bottom. The chute allowed her to toss laundry into the hole, sending itContinue reading Books & Hidden Laundry Chutes
I was preparing my notes for Plato’s Republic, and I came across this beautiful little gem on p.269 (536e for those using Stephanus numbers): “A free man ought not to learn anything under duress…compulsory learning never sticks in the mind.” Now, we can open up an entire can of worms here, and start talking aboutContinue reading Being Forced to Read Books
It’s morning now. I’ve just turned on my espresso machine and I’m holding Sophie’s World in my hands. The air is cooling down outside, just a little, and I can feel that fall tingle on my skin. There’s something great about starting the day with coffee and a book. It’s nice having a ritual thatContinue reading Coffee & A Great Book
I usually write these posts first thing in the morning. They’re my little way of getting my head on straight before the crazy attacks. And let’s be honest, the crazy attacks a lot. But I didn’t have time today, mostly because I was so excited, I could hardly think straight. I had a meeting todayContinue reading Reading After a Long Day
We had a fantastic conversation at book club last night. Everyone was fired up over Song of Myself by Walt Whitman. It’s such a powerful poem, and the ending is truly astounding. For me, it perfectly captures what it feels like to read a piece of literature deeply. I’m going to share a few stanzasContinue reading What it Feels Like to Read Deeply