Read These Books

th.jpgMany years ago I found myself scribbling loose notes whenever I ran across a book title that interested me. New title sources were all around me from literary reviews in periodicals I subscribed to, like NYRB and TLS, down to word on the street from both reliable and unreliable sources. I remember my sister jaw-boning me on the value of books by Glenn Beck. There they were, prominently displayed on her bookshelves (I didn’t have the heart to deny her love of the truth and I wondered how she had time to read them when she and her husband watched Fox News practically every waking minute of the day).

I started making my first plans for future reading on 3×5 cards. Eventually computers made the lists more useful but only because they were neater. My To-Be-Read lists are today out of hand and quite disparaging. Life goes on, we all get older, and they keep publishing more and more books. Sad.

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