How Being an Avid Fiction Reader Can Make You Feel Dumb

Before I knew it it was four in the morning and I had to be up in six hours and I simply didn't care. I momentarily thought about going back to that academic reading since I was now so awake, but I knew it wouldn't work. I knew that my energy was really adrenaline from the plot, and that no matter how much I live and love to learn, working-class politics of Victorian London was not going to inspire the same kind of focus and alertness in me as Dashner's plot twists. And to be honest, I felt a little dumb for it.

A Summer Spent Reading (3,059+ pages)

Do you ever tell yourself that you should sit down and write, only to feel that nothing worth writing about has happened in your life? This was me. All summer. Don't get me wrong, I did things in the last couple of months. I've been hiking, helping around the house, taking krav maga classes, spending … Continue reading A Summer Spent Reading (3,059+ pages)