Monday, January 27, 2014

A Challenge: Stop Reading

I'm undertaking something new. It's much too new to write about, but maybe, as it gets older, I can talk about it then. But I was challenged: I was asked to not read anything for a week.

The only problem with that is that I live on reading. It is, second to my actual life's blood, my life's blood. I want to read from my books, every single day. I don't always get to it, but I try to shuffle things around so that I can at least crack a book open and take some words in.

At first I refused the challenge. Hell no you're not taking my books away.

But then I was told: "For most blocked creatives, reading is an addiction. We gobble the words of others rather than digest our own thoughts and feelings, rather than cook up something of our own."

Unfortunately, you can't argue with perfection. And that quote is perfectly, absolutely true for myself. I feast on great authors because I am so afraid to attempt to do it myself. I live vicariously through them. This is an enabling behavior. I've known for years that my reading heart has been in the right place for the wrong reason. It is in the right place because who can crap on reading? Only nazis and mice, as far as I know. But wrong because it is wrong to read everyone else's story if you know you have your own to tell.

So here is me NOT reading--my wife is going to enjoy staring at this all week:


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