- Swamplandia by Karen Russell
- The Weird Sisters by Eleanor Brown
- Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace
- A Visit from the Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan
- A Light in August by William Faulkner
Showing posts with label book list. Show all posts
Showing posts with label book list. Show all posts
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Spring Reading Thing 2011
I just found a reading challenge called Spring Reading Thing 2011. Here's a list of things I'll be reading between March 20th and June 20th:
Thursday, March 3, 2011
What to Read? Part 3: How to Make a Reading List
Last post, I introduced the Reader’s Formula for Selecting Books. It looked like this:
Values ((Assets + x) – (Desires + y) – Liabilities – Requirements) = Optimal Reading List
This post, I am going to give an example from my reading life to demonstrate how to use this formula. The first part of the formula is “values”, which I said are variable. They determine what experiences we deem important or not, and influence our judgment and behaviors. For simplicity, and to avoid sounding like a Sociology 101 text, I call this “life acting upon us”, because essentially, our life circumstances give rise to our values.
So, what do I value these days? What filter is life applying to me to influence which experiences I let in and which ones I release? Lately, I have been feeling adrift, directionless. After two years of working regularly to revise my manuscript, I find myself ready to give up on the project. My mind resists quitting, but my behaviors tell me I already have. I can’t make myself work on it anymore, yet nothing has replaced this piece of work in my mind. No new ideas. No desire to do anything else. I am adrift on a plain of apathy. How to find my way?
I decide to read to take my mind off my failure. I browse the stacks in the library, hoping to be inspired by something. My eye lands upon the cover of a book, featured by the library staff. It is called The Selected Works by T. S. Spivet by Reif Larsen. I have seen this book many times, and although intrigued by it, I never took it home. This particular day, feeling lost and in need of a map to navigate my professional aspirations, I thought, “What better way to reorient myself than to read a book about a boy cartographer?” If being lost was what life was giving me, then finding my way was what I valued. Therefore, in my reader’s formula, v = Finding my way.
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