I was out on the Motorcycle, and while waiting in traffic saw a hand lettered sign "Used Book Sale". Well, I'm constitutionally incapable of passing that sort of thing up, and so pulled into the parking lot. It was the Milton (GA) Library raising money. It was late in their display time, and so most of the selection was pretty well picked over.A year ago, I was already running down:
Fortunately, my tastes are a little (ahem) eclectic. I cruised over to the history section, and saw this:
That's The Story of Civilization by Will and Ariel Durant. 10,000 pages of Pulitzer Prize winningoverview of Western Civilization.
I've gotten through volume IX, The Age Of Voltaire. Nine down, and two to go. Unexpectedly, I've started to run down. I cruised through the first four with relish, and Volume 3 saw me through the convalescence from the motorcycle accident. The nurses thought I was a little unusual bringing a book like this to the daily hour long antibiotic infusions, but you can make some progress when you're stuck in a chair. Unless you forget the damn book. The volume on the Renaissance surprised me at how interesting it was, but that was sort of peak interest.Well, I did take a hiatus for a while, and then got back into it. I only have around 100 pages left in volume X which really should only be a week (or two, max) and then the final slog. But it's a real slog. And we have the Reign of Terror and Napoleon coming up inn the final volume and it's quite frankly hard to get myself motivated. If I can finish by August then I will have read the whole set (for fun, at least allegedly) in six years.
Since then, it's been slower going, and it's been harder to keep myself focused. I found myself skipping over a fair amount in volume IX. I think that it's because the earlier books covered a lot more time, and so were more of a survey - and this is why I got them. The more recent the time period, the more detail there is. Quite frankly, a lot of the detail isn't particularly interesting.
I guess this means that I've taken the measure of my nerdiness, and have found my limits. I think I'm going to take a hiatus on the last two volumes for a bit. Just not up to wading through 800 pages on Rousseau.
Bah. Everything interesting ended around 1600 AD. 1660, tops. Take it to the bank, kids.