Up late, reading. Polished off two novels. Now I can’t sleep…all hopped up on story and words. Too many ideas; I am high on ideas. I feel like I could conquer the world.
If only I wasn’t so tired.
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Finished Ragtime, finished Wintergirls, This puts me ahead on my reading for the semester (only for the semester– I find the more I read and learn, the farther behind I am on all that I want to read and learn). Being ahead, is a good thing, yet it is bad too. I start forgetting the details almost as soon as I am done with a book. I once wished for that– to forget a book once I read it so I’d have the pleasure of reading it for the first time all over again. Well I got my wish– kind of. I still remember the themes and plot of a novel. Just the little details, the things that I need for class discussions, are what I forget…GRRR.
Just the shear volume of reading makes me forget too– so far this semester I have read 18 novels (and uncountable short stories–plus a couple more novels for sheer pleasure)! That is the most reading I’ve done in years. My brain and memory are getting quite the workout.
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