Not sure if anyone out there in the world wide web wondered why I haven’t posted here in awhile but here you go , I have been caught in the lovely morass of reading and reading and one book leads to another, leads to a conversation which adds to my to be read list and it is wonderful and daunting at the same time.
The Red Queen is a theory that you move fast just to stay at the same place. Too simple I am sure but this lead to re-reading Alice in wonderland ( or the bits that had to do with her Majesty) and then we headed to The Black Swan. Another theory , another book or 10. If you have never seen a black swan and then you do is it a one off, an anomaly or did you just not get out much.
And in amongst all of this. If you buy a red car of a certain make you suddenly see it everywhere and you never saw them before. You probably did but your poor brain does triage and keeps re-filing things based on their seeming importance and , waiting for it frequency which leads to books and articles about Frequency Illusion.
Again , way too simple and probably if a load of people found this post I would get corrections and hate mail but, I am rolling through all of the reading, so there is no stopping me now.
Some how I got to Philosophy which lead to the Middle Ages which lead to Boethius which blew my mind and I had to put away because I went to Plato and that led to Kant which led me to back track to Hannah Arendt. whew this headed me back towards books on unconscious bias and wondered why male bank tellers tend to go to branch manager and why no one asks teenagers for help in a store but assumes the older person is the manager..and on and on And, just to put a spanner in the works, someone mentioned Rumer Godden.
I have read Kingfisher Catches Fire and loved it but she wrote hundreds of books and then someone mentioned that they are working their way through reading all of one authors works.
In a matter of a few weeks I have arrived at book jenga.
The pile of books that is threatening to topple when I pull out or put in one more book.
Ain’t life grand