A while back, when Bob Dylan won the Nobel, I tweeted my support of the Nobel folks by saying “I get it, reading is hard.” This created a minor brouhaha with Stephen King saying I was angry that I didn’t win the Nobel myself (lol) and many other Boomers were writing to, quite literally, threaten my life.
But I wasn’t kidding. And I wasn’t angry. I love Dylan and was happy he won. Because, guess what? READING IS HAAAAAAAAARD!
Recently I got the new Sam Tanenhaus bio or William Buckley. It’s uniformly excellent, Sam did his research and knows how to wield a pen. But it’s also 868 pages long. I’ve been reading it for two weeks and am maybe a third of the way through.