I don’t listen to many books on tape, but every Autumn I find myself relistening to Jim Dale’s narration of the Harry Potter books. For some reason this year I found myself crying more than I ever had while listening. I’ve been trying to methodically reread a lot of the books I read as a child, and just like books like Charlotte’s Web and The Lord of the Rings, they possess something more profoundly sad to me as an adult then there ever was as a child.
Reading Goals of 2019:
There’s a lot to look forward to next year, and I’ve written a lot elsewhere about the books I’m most looking forward to. However as reading has become more attached to my actual career, I’ve begun to think about how I consume books and whether I should spend less time reading and more time doing other things. Trying to shake off the inertia I’ve sunk into with my own writing I’ve also felt that I should maybe delete this blog, which I started because I wanted a place to talk about books, and which I have poured so much time and energy into over the past two years. I can’t quite bring myself to just delete it, but I have been trying to slowly extricate myself from it, which has seemed harder than I thought possible. But that’s my goal of 2019, read less, do other things more.