tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456746777220655920.post5985684789664282639..comments2023-07-12T04:55:32.654-04:00Comments on Toronto is My Town: Gabriel García Márquez, Franz Kafka and Magical RealismPeggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07909913811643561413noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456746777220655920.post-15048539284000269062010-09-20T20:33:58.408-04:002010-09-20T20:33:58.408-04:00I used to read voraciously as well. I guess I sti...I used to read voraciously as well. I guess I still do, but via a different medium. My reading takes me all over the world, along on adventures, into peoples' houses and into their inner most thoughts via the blogs that I read. <br /><br />I enjoyed the photographs in your blog. Those pink and gray clouds are so pretty. I was admiring the moon this evening. I think it is a waxing gibbous moon. It was hanging big and white over top a hill covered by trees with leaves beginning to change their colors. I wish I had my camera with me!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456746777220655920.post-12268293188563276242010-09-18T18:22:17.082-04:002010-09-18T18:22:17.082-04:00Like you, my reading patterns have diminished over...Like you, my reading patterns have diminished over the years, Peggy, but, I guess, for different reasons. I went through an anti-intellectual phase for a while, during which I almost stopped reading altogether. <br /><br />Eventually, I resumed, but not nearly to the same extent as I once had read and I have confined my habit mostly to areas in which I sought specific knowledge as opposed to recreational reading. The last decade or so, for example, most of what I have read was written in the 19th Century or the first few years of the 20th Century.<br /><br />I have reconciled myself to the fact that I will never resume reading to anywhere near the extent that I once did -- my reading will "dwindle," not "kindle." I am more interested in talking with "actual" people rather than reading someone else's interpretations of them and their lives, whether in fiction or non-fiction. <br /><br />I still buy books out of habit, but I know most will never be opened and it does not bother me at all. Someone else can take my place in that regard.<br /><br />All that said, I will add that Franz Kalfa goes with me nearly every place I go. All I have to do is to look at a book of his stories and it lights up my imagination. He is more like a friend than an writer from another place and another time.<br /><br />By the way, neat photographs. You have a great view.Fram Actualhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01540773153894050197noreply@blogger.com