Over the
holidays we had a pipe break in the wall between the master bedroom and the
storage space beneath the stairs going up to the second floor of our home.
This
decided my Reading Plan for 2025.
I
originally thought I’d read my way through the Great Books collection I
inherited a two decades ago. I tried Herodotus, and failed. I tried Plutarch,
and failed. I started getting worried. I pulled out Augustine, Cervantes, even
Boswell, and was repelled by each in turn like similar poles of a magnet.
What was
going on?
I’ve
learned over the years that a book comes to you when the time is right. Kinda
like that saying that the teacher appears when the student is ready. Books are
teachers, of that I have no doubt, and I guess I’m not ready for the
intellectual rigor and focus required to get though these Great Books. Or
rather, I have other pressing duties and obligations first to fulfill before I
sit down before a roaring fire and journey with Herodotus through the ancient
world, or tilt at windmills with Don Quixote.
So what
does all this have to do with a burst pipe?
Well, we
had to remove some boxes from the storage room so the plumber could get in, cut
out part of the wall, and do his plumbing magic to the fractured pipe (it actually
was a slow leak, more like a drip that must’ve been dripping for several
weeks). Two of the boxes contained books packed during our move from New Jersey
nearly four years ago. A lot of those books were from my On Deck piles. Most,
if not all, I haven’t read. Those books, predominantly history and physics/math
fiction and nonfiction, had instantly become my 2025 Reading Plan.
I’m
starting off with two Civil War books that the Mrs. had bought me for my
birthday back in 2020. There are also some WW2 doorstops, four WW2 novels, and a
book on the Crusades. Since I like to juggle two books at a time, I’m also
working my way through a book on particle physics. There are two others I found
on quantum mechanics, and – wow! – a Douglas Adams Hitchhikers Guide to the
Galaxy omnibus! All four books of the Hitchhiker trilogy in one hardcover!
I read these books in the summer of 1989 with a buddy, and what a fun read that
was. Truly. The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy could be the funniest
book(s) I ever read.
I decided
to be laid back after a somewhat rigid 2024 of reading (such as Tom Clancy
books in story chronological order, or Dean Koontz books in the order I read
them as a kid). Now, once I finish a book, history or science, I’ll see what
one jumps in my hand next. Could be a switch to fiction. Dunno. Whatever I’m
ready for, well, that will be what I read next. But I do want to get to the
Hitchhikers books in the spring, when it starts getting a little warmer out.
I did
order three paperbacks on, of all things, the history of Buddhism, thanks to
some deep dives into meditation and mindfulness I’ve done recently. They were,
however, erroneously delivered to my daughter’s mailbox at college. So when she
comes back home next, in two or three weeks, I’ll toss those books onto the
“Storage Room Box” pile and get to them, too, before spring.
Happy laid-back
reading, all!
N.B. For those who think I always have my nose in a book, I read about an hour a day. I do not watch TV regularly, save for some hockey games here and there, a weekly movie with Patch and a weekly SF movie over the weekend while the ladies are out, and maybe a show here and there with the Mrs. So I basically read during the time most of my family and friends are watching TV.
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