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.)