Three Approaches To Reading

Despite my apparent predilection for more hoary classics, big fat books, quirky metafiction, and overlooked international texts, I find great relief in traditional narratives with calm, easy narratives involving real people challenged by real experiences and real events .. even if real is assuredly fiction. I suspect that reading-for-pleasure is still a significant element in my psyche, periodically contending with my curiosity for more challenging forms of literature which admittedly may be fulfilling an academic rather than a personal need.

Here are three books I have recently read, each of which suggests a different approach to reading.

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Lucky?

imagesAugust: Still hiding out in my old-man rooms waving to the grandkids when they’re cavorting in the backyard and having my lonely plates of dinner delivered at arms length with the three day old but adequately fumigated mail.

I’m reading a lot but I’m also gorging on cable television series. Currently finishing five years of The Wire which my daughter considered as hard evidence that I was hopelessly behind the times. I didn’t tell her I just watched Mr. Lucky (oh, that Andamo).

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