Part 38 and we’re still going. I feel like we’re going to be doing this forever at this point, but hopefully I can round it off soon and you don’t have to listen to me rambling on about stuff to do with books for very long. We’ve looked at many different topics in our journey, and yet, we still have a ton of subjects to cover—today we’re going to cover the importance of reading different cultures, and not just your own.
Since we’ve spoken about many things, you’d think I would’ve run out of things to talk about. That’s just not the case. We’ve been on such a long journey with so long to go that you can probably imagine how much writing I’m sitting here doing at any particular moment in time. I love to write for the entertainment of others because I always think to myself about how I can make the reading public more accessible to everyone. Reading is meant to be enjoyed by all; and if it wasn’t, then why is it one of the many mediums of entertainment? Literary snobs will tell you they’ve read every single book under the sun. But today, we’re here to discuss the book you never finished but wanted to—just so that you could say you finished it. Why is it so important to read and finish a classic you don’t like reading? Moral high-ground? Talking about it with others? Studying it at school or university? Life is too short to read a book you know you aren’t enjoying or you aren’t going to enjoy, and that’s what we’re here to talk about today. Is there a way of making sure you gain something out of a book you know you don’t enjoy, but are required to finish? The answer is absolutely and definitely; yes.
There’s something quite amazing about being well underway into the 1000s that makes me pretty proud of starting this series. We’ve been through a lot in terms of talking as well—I’ve spoken about everything from wide reading to my undergraduate dissertation to bookstagrammers on Instagram. But, again, we will never run out of things to talk about, and so, I want to talk to you today about some stuff concerning modernist literature.
It’s been a long journey and yet, there is still a long way to go. I’m really enjoying the way in which these articles are going. Some people have told me that they’ve read certain books and, more importantly, got some good reading material from them. Some people have given me some recommendations, and I’m going to get to those as soon as I can! It’s very important to have a community for reading, and people who support other people reading. I love making friends in the reading community regardless of what you actually read. If you’re enthusiastic and into what you’re reading then that’s enough for me. I love listening to what people are reading and listening to them talk about it with passion and energy, because I always find it fascinating how books can have this kind of impact on our lives.
Well, we've gotten underway and into the thousands now, and yet I'm not really thinking about the end. We've had a lot of fun and a lot of reflection. I've spoken about things like why I don't like GoodReads, the good and bad of bookclubs, reading widely, instead of just one genre, reading academically and about the problematic situations involving the bookstagram culture of Instagram. Needless to say, we've covered a range of topics—but today I want to talk briefly about the books I read for my undergraduate dissertation and why I did so.
Wow, we've actually made it to Part 33 and we're still on our journey. People will ask if I'm planning to do this for as long as I live and well, I don't really know. I guess it'll just end when it ends and because it hasn't ended, well—we're carrying on. Today, we're going to discuss why I don't like book clubs and I'll give you some reasons. Now, I don't have a hatred for them because I know that they help a lot of people by reading a book in a group as opposed to reading it by yourself. For reasons of social meetings, motivation, etc. some people prefer book-club style reading. But here are a few reasons why I don't personally like it.