I feel as though I’m announcing that I have transformed into some kind of root vegetable here, but the long and the short of it is, I needed there to be some sort of stakes before I could convince myself to start reading again. So I told myself I would start a YouTube channel and post mini book reviews of everything I’m reading, which more or less requires me to have read something.
And it’s weird, but there’s something about commitments made in a public or relational context that will get me out of the bed in the morning, even when eeeeeverything else is a struggle. 2020, my friends. 2020. Like a lot of people right now, I’m still working really hard to figure out what it means and looks like to live well, honestly, and justly. I really don’t want to sleep through that.
And once I slept straight through a weekend, so. That can happen.
While I inherited very few of my parents’ other estimable qualities, they did a great job cultivating in their children an intense work ethic. So during this dayjobless summer interval, yes, I am assigning myself homework. Publicly.
Enter stage left:
You have my permission to cackle in amusement. I’ll be linking those YouTube reviews to a dedicated page here on my website, so look for that to go live with more details here in the next couple of days.