2014 Reading Challenge

I’ve become a lazy reader.

I’ve always been a poor reader.  I even received some help in grade school to improve this. Yet reading has remained a chore throughout my life even though most would consider me well read.  I attribute the fact that I am well read to my middle class upbringing that held up those with who read to be the utmost in human achievement.

For a period of time I agreed with my upbringing.  Amidst my sweat and struggle to wrestle with Howard’s End or the Awakening,  I rose through the ashes with an enjoyment of the stories contained between the covers of these tomes.

Then came graduate school.  I read, not for enjoyment, but to pass the classes.  I missed stories, though, so I read comics and watched movies to get my story fix.  But mainstream movies and even so-called independent comics can be a bit formulaic.  I enjoyed most of what I came across, but film and comics just aren’t as old of a medium as the written word, so after a while, I felt like I’d read all the good comics and seen most of the good films made in English (and quite a few in foreign languages, too.)