Tuesday, September 14, 2010

A mission statement, of sorts...

Ok, so here is this blog thing, that will eventually be filled up with all kinds of words, links (if I ever get proactive enough to figure that part out) and all sorts of other yummy goodness, but to what purpose?  What do I hope to get out of this?  What do you hope to get out of this?  Will there be money exchanged?

Perhaps I should at least answer the first question.  As the title of the blog suggests, I once devoured text at an alarming rate, and it was good.  Then, one day, I got cable television.  Eventually, I got married.  That produced a child, and I had to get a real job that taxes my brain to no end (they made me learn Excel, ma!  It was horrible!).  Such is the lapse in brain power that I really don't feel that I can make a proper introduction at this time.  The best I can hope for right now is to finish typing and hope it makes sense.

I've become a creature of distractions.  I procrastinate, I start projects, only to abandon them, and I generally feel like I haven't had an original thought in eons.  It wasn't always that way, and I want to at least try to reclaim some of that feeling of accomplishment, and maybe if I can manage to keep up this blog for more than a couple of posts, it may help.  Or perhaps not, but the illusion of accomplishment is preferable to no accomplishment at all, right?

At any rate, here is the blog.  Hope you like it.  I will try to keep the windows clean, and the rugs vacuumed.  I've tried to enforce the shoes-off inside policy, but hell, half the time I forget I have them on.      The peanut butter in the fridge is mine, though.

3 comments:

  1. You keep peanut butter in the fridge? Ooh, must be the 'spensive natural stuff.

    When my Dad got sick I went through a bit of a nervous breakdown. One of the side effects was not being able to read. I mean, I could read in the strictest sense, but only to get the meaning of a few words at a time. Reading for pleasure was gone, because I couldn't retain the plot or subplots for longer than it took to read a paragraph. I was in despair. Now, 8 years later I'm finally reading non-fiction for pleasure again, but it's been hard. I will really enjoy reading your blog. Thanks!

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  2. Teresa, thanks for joining up. I hear you about that. I've been going through a lot in the last year, and it has definitely affected both my comprehension and my ability to just latch on to a book. Have had a few successes, though. David Mitchell's Cloud Atlas really kept me reading. Also The Passage, that novel that was big news earlier this year-essentially a vampire novel by someone with literary cred. It was ok, and was an 800 pager that I actually finished. I finished a silly Christopher Moore book after that. And I have managed to finish more books this year than I did last year, so that's something.

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  3. Oh, and somehow I knew you'd be the first...

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