This is the reason why I haven’t yet posted my review of Vanity Fair, even though I’ve been reading it off and on for almost a month. My attention span is horrible.
It doesn’t even matter how great the story is, such as in the case of Vanity Fair. I get restless when reading large tomes because I am so easily distracted by other books which catch my attention. Or the circumstances of life overwhelm me and I need to reset so that I can focus my mind well enough to finish the book later.
As I started reading Vanity Fair I was fairly well engrossed. It really is a good story, at least the first half. That’s as far as I’d gotten before I started a slow drift into what can only be described as a funk. Consistent reading of great literature is for me, a part of a productive lifestyle and I haven’t been feeling as productive of late. Life and all that.
When you also factor in that any random trip to the library or any bookstore can easily divert my attention to tens of other titles, it isn’t long before I set aside the longer books for the quicker satisfaction derived from completing shorter books. I eventually (usually within 6 months to a year) finish my longer book. All that to say that Vanity Fair probably won’t be completed before the end of July.
Meanwhile, I have a few other things on tap:
- The Problem of Pain, by C.S. Lewis. I am drawn to this one right now.
- The Year We Disappeared: A Father Daughter Memoir
- The Conversation: How Black Men and Women Can Build Loving, Trusting, Relationships (Seeing the *stuff*around me has made me curious about the kind of books that address this issue. My marriage is better than fine, so no worries.
- Kitchen Confidential
- One Nation Under God: A Christian Hope for American Politics. Fully expect to disagree with most of this because I don’t know that there was ever a Christian hope for American politics, but I’m intrigued with the part of the church that is still drinking this kool-aid.
Consider this my summer reading list.