There is a stack of books on my desk waiting to be read. They’re not bad books. Some are considered the height of classical literature, some are downright useful.

Unread.

Unread.

And yet, they linger, waiting for months upon months, some for years. I’ll get to them … eventually.

I used to be a voracious reader, going through books as if they were cookies. I still remember being eight or nine years old, waking up at 5am to read a book for two hours before getting ready for school.

Evenings looked pretty much the same, I’d go to bed at 9pm and just read. Anything. Everything. Nothing was safe from my reading appetite. Just one more page! Please, mum? was my catchphrase.

An internet

Then I got an internet.

I was still reading books. Mostly when school forced it upon me. Then I would devour a piece of classical literature in two afternoons. Because, you know, everything is easier at the last minute. And I would enjoy the book. Absolutely love it!

After the deadline … back to the internet.

This has gotten progressively worse to the point I simply don’t allow myself near a bookstore anymore. What’s the point in buying books if you never find the time to read them?

Brain snacking

Funny thing is, I’m still a voracious reader. I probably read, or at least scan, upwards of 50 blog posts every day. Count in all the tweets, facebook updates, forum posts, IRC conversations and HackerNewscomments and I probably read 50 pages of “books” a day.

Dark Tower

Dark Tower (Photo credit: fridayn)

50 pages.

Time … wasted.

Of all those blogs and comments and tweets and everything, most of it is just interesting. Something to keep my mind occupied. A little candy to keep me happy while I go on about my day.

Most of it isn’t even that well written!

But hey, it’s always right there. At the tip of my fingers. Something new always coming along to satisfy my voracious appetite for brain food. Like crisps in the cupboard or chocolate in the fridge, who’s got the time to prepare a meal when they can just barf down a snack?

The Dark Tower

Stephen King.

Roland on the cover of the comic The Dark Towe...

Image via Wikipedia

Reading his On writing changed my style forever. He advocates a plain spoken style, people today don’t have time to read. They don’t even want to read. You have to shove it down their throats. Tell them a cool story in a simple style and before they know it, they’ve just read a good book.

Uh-oh!

Head trick as Rausch would say. :)

And The Dark Tower is one hell of a story. It reads just like a blog post! None of that high english nonsense, just plain words, lots of swearing, sex and violence. But hiding a very deep and meaningful tale if you care to look for one.

The real winner is how the story is laid out. There’s a break every two or three pages. Plenty of chapters. Every chapter almost meaninglessly divided into subchapters.

Some a third of a page long. Some start in the middle of events.

Sounds annoying, but it’s brilliant.

What’s the biggest obstacle to reading a book? The commitment, before you is a bunch of text and you have to commit to reading all of it. Nobody wants to stop reading mid-sentence because the kettle is boiling.

Rushing to finish the page so you can keep your place … just because someone tweeted you and you have to respond.

The worst part of reading a book is not knowing when the next break is coming and only having an hour of time to read. You might happen upon a break, or you might not. If you do, awesome, if you don’t, you’re left with a subconscious sense of guilt that you started something and didn’t finish.

With Stephen King that problem doesn’t exist. You’re guaranteed to finish something every time you pick the book up. Even if you’re just taking a shit.

And the best part is, whenever you put the book down, it calls to you. It beckons in your dreams and you want to get your arse offline and continue reading. So you will go offline and finish the damn book.

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  • http://lcf.name/ Alexander Steshenko

    The comic book series you posted the picture from is nothing compared to the book though, sadly.

    Funny, I remembered watching the Green Mile for the first time… and I was like “wtf, the story seemed brilliant when I read it but it just doesn’t make much sense now in the movie!”. The thing was that with Stephen King the style of writing is what matters the most. It’s what attracts us and keeps us engaged through the whole book. Try to tell the same story with your own words… and “puff” – all the magic is gone, there’s nothing interesting about it.

  • ManuelErnst

    I have been reading “11/22/63: A Novel” by King during the last week. Great book, it managed to keep me offline for many hours :)
    Next one is “Micro: A Novel” by Michael Crichton.

    I got into reading (again) when I got my Kindle for my birthday. Awesome gadget!

  • http://swizec.com Swizec

    Ah, didn’t realize I linked the comic, just took the best looking image.

    In terms of style, I find that I almost exclusively read books (and watch movies etc.) for the style these days, stories just don’t have the same kind of pull anymore.

  • http://swizec.com Swizec

    I have to admit I have yet to read anything other than The Dark Tower (and On writing) by King :P
    Will have to fix that.

    Crichton is also very cool, I remember absolutely loving Jurassic Park.

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Drew-Johnson/100001458316238 Drew Johnson

    Very cool, I haven’t read Dark Tower yet but the style sounds like Jurassic Park by Crichton. I’m reading it right now and it just flows nicely without a ton of filler. Before you know it you’ve read a hundred pages. It does the same thing with frequent breaks as well, doesn’t bother me at all