Where’s My Summer?

Today I was scrolling through Goodreads and got hit by a funny feeling of nostalgia. Seeing other people had finished books one after the other, I felt both inspired and a bit saddened.

These past few months have been weird on several fronts, with so many changes in my personal life, good and bad. I miss the simpler times when summer meant making a dent in my reading list, sitting outside (in milder temperatures!) and getting lost in a tale of yore. Reading in 2022 has been painfully slow for me, and though I’ve more or less settled down into a brand-new life, it hasn’t really caught up yet.

If I had a week to myself, this is the sort of summer I’d like to have:

  • Finish Middlemarch and all my other current reads
  • Pick up an “axe” of a book—maybe the rest of Flannery O’Connor’s short stories or another stab at The Mosquito Coast
  • Read another Japanese novel
  • Finish Andrew Yang’s Forward or Matt Sheehan’s The Transpacific Experiment
  • Watch more adaptations of books I’ve read

Even if I can’t get to all this, it is nice to write it out.

What about you, how’s your summer reading going?

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Frederick the Great on The Prince

I will defend humanity against this monster which wants to destroy it; I dare to oppose Reason and Justice to sophism and crime; and I ventured my reflections on Machiavel’s Prince, chapter by chapter, so that the antidote is immediately near the poison.

I always have regarded The Prince as one of the most dangerous works which were spread in the world; it is a book which falls naturally into the hands of princes, and of those who have a taste for policy. It is all too easy for an ambitious young man, whose heart and judgment are not formed enough to accurately distinguish good from bad, to be corrupted by maxims which inflame his hunger for power.

From The Refutation of Machiavelli’s Prince (currently reading).

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