On Reading Versus Listening

The first book I ever read was “Go, Dog, Go!” by P.D. Eastman. My mom would read it with me over and over until, one day, I could read it by myself. It wasn’t long before reading became my primary hobby, transporting me from the fictional worlds of Mossflower Woods to the blood-soaked battlegrounds of …

Why Write More

In A Year of Flânerie, I mentioned a desire to write again. As a kid, I was an avid reader and writer. Partially because a liberal arts education naturally involves a lot of reading and writing, but also because I enjoyed it. While my parents frequently had to force me to do math exercises, I …