This book changed my life. When it was first published in 1977, I was a 30-year-old guy who was "sorta" fit and healthy. I was a vegetarian, didn't smoke and didn't drink alcohol. But the book inspired me to begin a walking/running regimen that has stayed with me for the past 40 years. I have competed in dozens of events (5K, 10K, Half Marathon, Marathon). I am confident that I survived three heart attacks (heredity) because of my diet and exercise program. That Fixx sadly died of a heredity-related heart attack while jogging does not deter me. I have made it to age 70 in large measure due to Jim Fixx and his remarkable book.
I'm still plugging away at Jerusalem. I've gotten to a chapter that's written entirely in Joyce-esque puns and portmanteaus and malaprops, much of which is incomprehensible unless you've read Ulysses and a biography of Lucia Joyce (or researched her online, like I did). You don't read it so much as decode it. And it goes on for nearly 50 pages. I can only read a paragraph or two at a time before my brain shuts down.
I just completed Hunger by Roxane Gay. I know she's a bit of an intellectual celebrity these days, but I just couldn't stand her writing style--full of staccato, elliptical sentences, and a lot of repetition. Most of her chapters could be boiled down to a one-sentence precis. The book is a quick read but wears out its welcome long before it is over.
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body
Like some others, I've been reading a lot of the free e-books. But I've found that I still prefer to feel the actual book. The current book I'm reading is The Prince by Niccolo Macchiavelli.
I just finished the latest Kinsey Milhone : "X". In this case the X is for a character(s) last name. I did like it till the 3rd act and then it all came apart for me. The protagonist does these long ruminations in her head while
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being choked to death!
I mean REALLY? Oh well there is only Y & Z to go and then- I wonder if Grafton will kill her off? She won't let the character be sold to tv or film and has told her family she'll come back and haunt them if they do so I guess that will be the end of the crankiest pants female 'tec since ever.
I've been reading Ravensbruck, a book about the all-womens concentration camp during the Holocaust.
Not your typical summer fare, but I'm researching for s play I'm directing. Horrifyingly riveting.
If we're not having fun, then why are we doing it?
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