August 29th, 2020

Slow reading

"Cultures older than our own widely believed that words carried a magical, generative power. They were not mere symbolic ephemera, arbitrary signs connected through arbitrary social convention to the real world of things. Words were emanations of land and life, partaking intimately of the beingness of the things, processes, and qualities they signified. To name a thing was to invoke it." — Stephen Jenkinson, Come of Age: The Case for Elderhood in a Time of Trouble (p. xv), North Atlantic Books, Kindle Edition. 

Of late, I've found myself drawn to deep, concentrated reading — mostly fiction.

It makes a change from the day job — a commercial lawyer — where I'm required to read prolix documents and do it in double-quick time.

I'll be honest, it's quite hard to break that habit when I read a book. In fact, if I'm not careful (and unless I find the words utterly compelling), I start to skim read the pages in order to get the gist of what's being said and finish it as quickly as possible. It's one reason why I've a few of my favourite books on Audible because, that way, I've more chance of capturing the full panoply of meaning.

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