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Reading Slothfully

I was told in elementary school that I only could read at half the speed for success in college. Oh well, one benefit of slow reading is you get to live with the characters a longer period of time. I read in a vain attempt to better understand people. At my other homes, I'm known as a spouse, pop, guy in the choir, physical chemist, computer/web dilettante and child-care provider. In theory, I'm a published author, if you consider stuff like Quenching Cross Sections for Electronic Energy Transfer Reactions Between Metastable Argon Atoms and Noble Gases and Small Molecules to count as publications. I've strewn dozens of such fascinating things to the winds.

Currently reading

A Christmas Carol
Charles Dickens
The Way Some People Die
Ross Macdonald
Envy of Angels
Matt Wallace
The Fellowship of the Frog
Edgar Wallace
Code of Conduct (The Jani Kilian Chronicles Book 1)
Kristine Smith
A Good Death
Christopher R. Cox
The Black Cargo
John P. Marquand
A Highland Christmas
M.C. Beaton
Tales from Moominvalley
Tove Jansson, Thomas Warburton
Moominland Midwinter
Tove Jansson, Thomas Warburton

The Lake

The Lake - Banana Yoshimoto, Michael Emmerich This book is somewhat mystical and very introspective. None-the-less, it's quite good. It's written from the perspective of Chihiro, a mural painter. She likes to spend time looking out her window. Eventually she notices that a young may across the way also spends rather a lot of time looking out of his window. They begin a friendship by nodding/giving little waves, which then leads to occasional meetings in the street. As time progresses, the young man, a student named Nakajima, begins visiting in the evenings and eventually moves in. Over time, the previous life experiences of each is revealed, including some rather dark traumas which have colored their lives. The traumas are revealed to some extent, when they visit a lake on which a mystical brother and sister live in a hovel. It seems that once upon a time, Nakajima also lived there with his mother.

Interesting to me, at least, one recurring theme in the lives of both Chihiro and Nakajima is their having recently lost their mothers. That was also a theme in the play my spouse and I saw, Mauritius, during the time I was reading this book. Having just lost my own mother, I thought these two coincidences rather weird. Perhaps someone was hoping these works might help me to begin confronting my own loss.