Guys, I am just not ready for it to be Monday. I need another day! Save me. Make it so. Alright--I'm not ready for it, but here we are anyway, so we're soldiering on. Moving forward.
I owe you all a post about what it's like to make a career change that takes you from working all of the hours to just working business hours. It's marinating in my mind and it's going to materialize soon, but it's important context to posts like this one because I recently found myself with a great many more hours in the day. When you're used to working most of your waking moments and instead begin to work only between the hours of 8 and 5 (and only on weekdays!) it's really revolutionary to decide how you're going to fill the new space in your life. I took a new job in August that allowed me that luxury, and this blog is one of the byproducts of that. (Because it would have been really boring if I had written it at my old job. What am I up to this week? Oh, more working. Here's my desk, at all hours of the day. No one wants to read that.) Another byproduct is that I've been reading more. Reading is something I truly love to do, and I'm thrilled to be doing more of it these days. But sometimes I have a hard time choosing my next book, and I thought a post about what I've read and enjoyed lately might be useful if you find yourself in the same position. I'm not going to pretend to do any sort of in-depth book review, but here's a quick look at some books I've read lately that I would recommend.
I just finished reading When Breath Becomes Air today, and I definitely need more time to digest it, but I can wholeheartedly recommend it now. This is not a lighthearted book--it is a heavy, complex book about death, written by a neurosurgeon-neuroscientist-writer who is grappling with his own terminal cancer diagnosis. It is thought-provoking and sad and beautiful and wonderful. Read this if you want to think deeply about the big picture of life and death, and the human experience and how we relate to each other.
Our Souls at Night is a completely different look at the later stages of life. It's about two elderly people who live in a small town, and whose spouses have passed away, and their choice to spend their nights together (sleeping in the same bed, because they miss companionship). It's a quick read, and an enjoyable glimpse into a time that people don't often write about or talk about--the years when children are grown, and spouses and friends have passed away.
The Hypnotist's Love Story is the last of Liane Moriarty's books that I had not read, and honestly I resisted reading it until the end because the title sounded absurd to me (I didn't want to like a book with that title). But, I really did like it. If you haven't read anything by Liane Moriarty, I highly, highly recommend her. Her story lines can be a bit chic-lit-y, but her writing is excellent and she has a superb ability to capture complex humanity in her characters. I've thought back on her characters and stories after finishing her books often, and always feel like her writing makes me consider aspects of the human experience that I hadn't connected with before. That, and I can never put her books down.
Single, Carefree, Mellow is a collection of short stories, all of which I wished had been full-blown novels because I finished each one wanting to know more. This is another one that gives you brief glimpses of people in all variety of complicated relationships and situations, this time in bite-sized pieces. It's another fairly quick read, and you could easily set it down and pick it back up again between stories if you're the type that has a hard time finishing a novel.
Happy reading! And Happy Monday! We can do this.