Last night I timed myself reading The Magic Mountain. I had no distractions and I read as fast as I could with total comprehension. It took me twenty-five minutes to read ten pages. The book is seven hundred pages long but each page is two pages in one, the print is so small and so densely packed. It's like reading fourteen hundred pages instead. At this rate, it will take me roughly thirty hours of straight reading to get through this book. That's four+ hours a day to get through it in a week. Not undoable, but tough nonetheless.
Don't yell at me if I can't get through it quickly. My goal with it is to read two other books this week while reading at least a chapter of Mountain each day. I've already read Venus in Furs by Leopold von Sacher-Masoch. I've always been curious about this book but guess what? It was really, really boring. Which may have been why I was able to fly right through it. C-. Again.
I don't know what the other book will be yet, but I'll let you know as soon as I make a decision. Meanwhile, I also distract myself here and there with A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce, which is brilliant, but also not a book easily consumed.
My Weekly Calendar
I used to have a goal here about eventually reading one book a day and writing fifty pages each week. Someday I may be able to get to fifty pages written, but I've had to come to terms with my inability to read fast enough to ever reach the other goal. Instead, I've begun pacing myself for what I think I can accomplish around work and other priorities. It will drastically cut back how many books I get through each year, but sometimes life is also about accepting what you won't achieve. It's beautiful and necessary to believe in infinite possibilities, but it's also beautiful and necessary to understand limitations.
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