Amongst my friends who game I'm what's commonly known as a graphics whore. I like the newest, best games (note - not always triple A titles, I'm a fan of indie everything from games to music to publishing). When you have games that look as gorgeous as Rage, Dark Souls, or the new Doom, how do you go back and play old school titles? Now, I say this and tell you that there is a soft spot in my soul for certain games. Games that I replay no matter how old they are i.e. - Doom, Final Fantasy IX, Mortal Kombat, and Super Smash Brothers to name a few. But I mean come on, look at these shiny new screen caps.
Now, the same sort of idea goes for books and movies. I always laugh when I watch a movie where the main character's cell phone is the size of her face and it doesn't have a flat screen. Period pieces aside--I'm looking at you Penny Dreadful--I find it harder to get into movies or books that take place twenty or thirty years ago.
Well, I'm eating humble pie. And Then There Was None by Agatha Christie has been sitting on my shelf for probably three years now. Well, I finally picked it up yesterday..... And finished it today. Holy shit--sorry--but what an amazing fucking book. Let me say that again: EVERYONE SHOULD READ AND THEN THERE WERE NONE RIGHT NOW.
The novel is a masterpiece. Agatha Christie is a minimalist with her writing and yet the words she chooses paint such a vivid picture it is almost unreal. I'm sorry that I waited this long to read such a classic (and one that I am aware most people consider a classic) and I can't wait to read more of her work.
So it's officially summer and I am significantly behind on my reading goal for the year. And it's not even that big! Seriously, how hard is it to read twenty-four books in a year? For some people this is probably something they can pull off in a month or two. Apparently (and if we look at previous reading challenges of years gone by to confirm this) it's a monumental task for me. . . .
I blame Playstation. Except I love Playstation so no I don't. : )
It's not like there aren't twenty-four books that I want to read, there's probably at least twenty at my house sitting in the to-read pile. One major shift that has happened though: while I used to finish (or at least try extremely hard to finish) every book I started, my threshold for tossing a book aside has widened. If I don't care about the main character by the hundredth page then I'm out. If there are pages and pages and pages of expose that just drag on and on and on then I'm done. I love Stephen King but I could NOT get through The Stand. I tried and then I tried again. And while the book started off awesome, I got to around the 300th page and I couldn't do it anymore. It's not a length thin. I devoured Under the Dome in less than a week. I just couldn't get into The Stand. Same thing with the second book of A Song of Ice and Fire: A Clash of Kings. No, I don't watch the show.
I've been getting better at balancing things though. I only have two or three things going in each of my multimedia addictions. So, no new books until I start getting through the ones I already have! I tore through Max Barry's Lexicon in about two weeks. Talk about great. There's a reason it won a bunch of awards and was recognized by both Time Magazine and NPR.
Anyways, that's my rant. Maybe I should put down the laptop and pick up a book?