As a child, much of my world revolved around reading. I moved through books at a clip, never enough hours in the day. But over the last few years there's been very little reading. In my undiagnosed state, I attributed my sieve like brain and inability to concentrate to an overbooked life, not a thyroid condition. I traded reading for television, entertaining, but not always the most satisfying.
At any rate, as I'm getting back on track and find that my brain is working again, I've managed to read a book in 3 days, rediscovering how much I love to read. I picked an especially good book to start with, Elizabeth Strout's Olive Kitteridge, which has been on my nightstand forever.
I knew just a few pages in that I was on to something good. There are just stories and styles of writing that fill me with a little ache while I'm reading, a sense of longing that I can't quite articulate. That feeling almost gives me goose bumps, an awareness of being in the presence of quiet greatness. That's what I felt during the entire length of this book.
Unlike a typical novel, Olive Kitteridge is a collection of 13 interconnected stories that shed light on small town life and its inhabitants, their tragedies, disappointments and failures, their expectations and quiet joys. I've read reviews that declared it "depressing," but I am of an age where I don't require the feel good endings. Yes, I appreciate happiness, but I also appreciate the complexities, the hard fought, honest and mature perspective of human beings who've fully engaged in life. It's a wonderful, thoughtful read. I highly recommend it.
As for myself, it's great to be back in action! I'm so excited I can't even decide what to read next. Too many books, never enough time. There are worse dilemmas to have.
P.S. HBO has turned this book into a four-part miniseries starring Frances McDormand as Olive Kitteridge. It's set to air in November.
Shalagh, the toddler years don't last forever (pros and cons to that, of course). I suspect one day we'll both have too much time on our hands (not such bad thing either), so yes, you should definitely add it to your list!
Posted by: Suzonne | 17 August 2014 at 02:31 PM
I lived a vicarious moment through reading even your thoughts on reading. I miss it. I also miss mini-series' with the likes of Frances McDormand as we cancelled our cable years ago. But I figure eventually I'll have too much time so I'll write this one down on my list Suzonne. I'm very happy for you.
Love,
Shalagh
Posted by: Shalagh Hogan | 10 August 2014 at 07:48 PM
Thanks, Dina. I appreciate that!
Posted by: Suzonne | 07 August 2014 at 06:26 AM
Stumbled upon your space here. Lovely.
Posted by: Dina | 06 August 2014 at 05:44 PM
Lisa - Yes, you're right. It's a huge GIFT!! When people tell me they hate to read, I always feel bad for them, knowing that they have no idea what they're missing. (Glad you're able to read again, too!)
Posted by: Suzonne | 06 August 2014 at 02:16 PM
Hi Suzonne,
I can really relate, for many years I had problems with my concentration due to a nervous system condition, and was without the joy of reading that I had always had in my youth. Although a simple pleasure, for me, reading is one of the greatest gifts a person can have.
Lisa
Posted by: Lisa | 06 August 2014 at 01:23 PM