Last week a friend of mine downloaded the Goodreads app to her cell phone and joined up with many others on a 2017 book reading challenge. You set a goal of a certain amount of books to read within the year and then off you go to meet that limit. I have never joined that since I generally go through phases where I’ll be in one mode or another. For example, I’m currently in knitting mode which means that’s pretty much what I’ll be doing until I’ve had enough. Then I’ll begin something else that catches my fancy, like reading. I’ll binge read until I can’t read anymore and then move on to the next shiny thing. Basically, I’m a popcorn kitten, popping here and there from one thing to another and then back again. Until last week.
Maybe it’s being cooped up because the weather is odd-one moment it’s cold, the next it’s summer outside-but last week I caved and began spring cleaning, except it’s supposedly still winter so I should say winter cleaning. I began with the master bathroom because it’s fairly straightforward and I had a new rug to put down on the enormous amount of cold tile in there. A pleasant place to sleep is a high priority for me so the master bedroom was next. It’s been the dumping ground for all things homeless and needing storage so it’s been slow going. As of last night, however, there’s not much left other than some dusting, putting up a couple of framed sayings, and vacuuming. Which meant that last night I was able to sit in bed and read without feeling guilty and stressed.
Maybe it was the cleaning that freed my thinking cap because my brain began going full tilt almost as soon as opened the book. I chose Ishmael by Daniel Quinn. As you know from one of my previous posts I put this book on my bedside table to read at some point and last night seemed as good a time as any. Already I can tell it’s going to be one of *those* books. One that opens my mind further and further. I even began taking notes and writing down my thoughts as I read. Honestly, I didn’t even recognize myself for a moment. It’s been so long since I even felt the need to do that. Mostly I read for pleasure and was expecting this to be the same kind of material. But, no. I should have known. After all, my dearest Lizzi was the one who made me aware of the book a few years ago. I doubt she ever reads much that’s not worth reading.
So, what kind of Thinks did I think? Well, how about this:
-creatures held in captivity tend to be more thoughtful-we remember there was something different before we were caged, something more pleasant or interesting maybe.
-what/who is holding us captive? What is keeping us from living a pleasant and interesting life?
-the concept of “feeding”: when what we need to survive is plentiful we never think about obtaining it-do you ever think about obtaining air to breath, or do you simply do it? *Feeding* only becomes *feeding* when what you need is inaccessible, when there is not enough.
-does location change us? If you are not changed and the people around you are not changed what is the difference in how they treat you? What is it that did change? Why are groups treated differently than individuals?
-why is the right to live as we please such an impossible thing to believe, to obtain? What keeps us from it? Are we even living as we please, or are we captive to some other will?
And that was just Chapter 3. I have a feeling this going to be an interesting ride. I can’t wait to read more.
Have you read Ishmael? What did you think? What books have you read that changed your thinking? What books would you suggest so that I can meet my goal of 25 for 2017?