The Lost Art of Reading.

Current Theme Song (aka what's playing on my ipod right now): Still Alive by Lisa Miskovsky.


Oh wow. You know when you find something that says exactly what you feel but you didn't have the words to say it right? This article from the LA Times says what I feel but so simply, yet so powerfully.


Reading is an act of contemplation, perhaps the only act in which we allow ourselves to merge with the consciousness of another human being. We possess the books we read, animating the waiting stillness of their language, but they possess us also, filling us with thoughts and observations, asking us to make them part of ourselves. This is what Conroy was hinting at in his account of adolescence, the way books enlarge us by giving direct access to experiences not our own. In order for this to work, however, we need a certain type of silence, an ability to filter out the noise.

Such a state is increasingly elusive in our over-networked culture, in which every rumor and mundanity is blogged and tweeted. Today, it seems it is not contemplation we seek but an odd sort of distraction masquerading as being in the know. Why? Because of the illusion that illumination is based on speed, that it is more important to react than to think, that we live in a culture in which something is attached to every bit of time.

Here we have my reading problem in a nutshell, for books insist we take the opposite position, that we immerse, slow down. “After September 11,” Mona Simpson wrote as part of a 2001 LA Weekly round-table on reading during wartime, “I didn’t read books for the news. Books, by their nature, are never new enough.” By this, Simpson doesn’t mean she stopped reading; instead, at a moment when it felt as if time was on fast forward, she relied on books to pull back from the onslaught, to distance herself from the present as a way of reconnecting with a more elemental sense of who we are.




Read the whole article on the "Lost Art of Reading" here.

4 comments:



beth said...

Oh, that *is* lovely.

PS: Did you get my email?

PJ Hoover said...

This is nice! It sums it up perfectly.

Heather Zundel said...

I know, isn't it beautiful? I find it tremendous in so many ways.

Kate said...

I love it.