Captain’s Log 6,104
It was not the best re-entry day yesterday. Three people were out. Considering there are only seven of us working in the administration offices, that left quite a large hole. Only one person was scheduled to be off. One called in sick and I sent the other one home due to illness. Not fun. Good thing attendance was light and the phones were quiet.
I got home and just wanted to snuggle up with a book. I started out of the sofa wrapped in blankets. I quickly moved into the bedroom with my book and a stack of magazines. I don’t mind reading on the sofa, but I tend to roll away from the blankets the moment I start to nod off. Going to bed kept me from freezing.
Almost every night. ALWAYS every night on the sofa. I wonder if there is a special name for that.
When I was a kid, I read everywhere. Bed, sofa, chair, kitchen table, floor, library stacks, front steps, my “schoolhouse,” the garage, neighbor’s porch, barn, baseball bleachers, bathtub, etc. The only place I could not read was inside the car while it was moving. I am better with that now. I can read for short periods – like long enough to check a map. One of my favorite places to read now is on airplanes. I set up my tray table and read for hours. I read one book on my recent flight from San Diego to New York. I didn’t read all that much from New York to Amsterdam because it was the middle of the night and the whole idea is to sleep if you can. I read six books on Kindle while I was in Amsterdam.
When I was in the Netherlands, Anneke and I stopped at a bookstore to find John Irving’s latest. I love his work and so does Anneke.
I love talking about books with Anneke. Over a year ago,she convinced me to purchase and finish Donna Tartt’s The Goldfinch. It took me five seconds to order it online and over a year to finish it. I just couldn’t get the mental traction the book required. I remained mud-bound for months.
According to Anneke (and e-book statistics I researched this morning), Donna Tartt holds the record for writing the book most people do not finish. Hmmmm…… And it’s a Pulitzer winner. I only finished it to prove something to myself (and to Anneke). Maybe they gave Tartt the Pulitzer because nobody else wanted it.
The best thing about reading this book was being able to see the actual painting The Goldfinch when we went to The Hague! I enjoyed the painting far more than I enjoyed the book.
Back to John Irving…….I love this one so much I re-ordered it. I started it last night.
Reads almost like poetry
Really good stuff. Really good.
I would love to get into John Irving’s head for just a day.
I watched The End of the Tour on the plane from Amsterdam to Minneapolis. Great film about David Foster Wallace, the turbulent genius who gave us this literary classic.
This will be one for the librocubicularist that lurks inside of me. At almost 1,100 pages (small print), it will be a challenge. But I am up for it.