A year without fiction
Posted on January 13, 2009
I’m a reader. Since childhood, reading has been my main recreational activity. Dorky as it is, for years I’ve listed my main hobby as ‘reading’. I love the process, the act of mere words causing a fully immersive movie to appear in my imagination. My library (which is mostly in storage these days) is somewhere on the order of 5 or 600 books, mostly fiction.
A couple of years back, I decided I was reading too much fiction, and far too much of it was trashy – not great to begin with even if I hadn’t read it before, and most of it I had. So, I took a year off from fiction.
So, of course, I then needed to find something to read (the thought of simply not reading was just out of the question – it’s a hobby that’s integrated into almost everything I do).
So I sought out biographies, self improvement books, books on business and entrepreneurship – anything that might be interesting or new, or might teach me something. Something to fill the gap I’d created in my life.
I stuck to it, pretty much, for the majority of the year. Not 100%, but enough that I read a lot more broadly than I ever had before.
Now, a couple of years later, guess what? I still read a lot more broadly than I ever did before.
I call that a win, personally!
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