On the 5th day of my suddenly declared reading vacation, things are going well. You might think: of course they are!
But that's not to be taken for granted. I'm probably rather hooked on work. So this sudden cold turkey--being away from it for 13 days--is for me what a silent meditation retreat or a fast might be for someone else. All kinds of things can come up.
So far they're mostly good. The reading experience is excellent. I stayed up until 3 last night finishing Marisha Pessl's novel, Special Topics in Calamity Physics. I'd have stayed up until light if necessary. Wow, what suspense! It got more intense all the way.
And then I've also felt a touch of guilt or two...at the very idea of such leisure. I'm getting over that. This morning I declared self-flagellation to be a sin, and one to be avoided at all costs. Framing it that way may well take care of the matter.
Next novel in my pile is Ondaatje's Anil's Ghost. Will report.
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