How many books have you
read? I count in books per week rather than day or month and I reckon that my
average must be about two a week and that average probably holds up over sixty
years now.
Reckon a year at 50 weeks (easier math), then that’s three thousand
weeks and so, six thousand books. I don’t count books which I skim or abandon
early on and, in any case, I tend to be a dutiful reader who once started keeps
going to the often bitter end.
Anyway, six thousand. A
very small number. The best-selling among my own books in the Amazon ranking is currently in
position 560 353. Lot of books out there, most of them desperately seeking readers.
Six thousand. If you
locked me in a room for a week, instructed to write out the authors and titles,
I would struggle. How many could I actually recall even at the entry level of
author plus title? Maybe I could make a start with the books read in other
languages which I am sure would number no more than a few hundred, nearly all
in French. I have (for example) only ever read two books in Spanish, both by
Eugenio Coseriu and in historical linguistics - easy enough to understand since
all the technical vocabulary could be guessed via the very similar French.
Those six thousand
books have left me in possession of a great deal of book learning, though they have
not made me learned because I have
never been much concerned to achieve “chapter and verse” recall. I have never
read biblically, and can’t quote you Shakespeare or Marx or Virginia Woolf, let
alone the Bible. I don’t think of books as monuments onto which memorable
inscriptions have been carved, but rather as things which develop or express
ideas and feelings which can be put to use without it being necessary to recall the exact
words used. Sometimes the exact words matter, but not often. I’m an active reader, but
not a faithful one.
All this book learning
goes towards making me an educated person, and all this book learning dies with
me, if not before - I think it is already slipping away. It can only exercise
its effects in my conversation, in what I write, in how I conduct my life. And
then it ceases to exist at all.
Will the young people in the street now permanently attached to smartphones eventually turn to books and catch up with my kind of score, a score which must surely be common among older people?
Will the young people in the street now permanently attached to smartphones eventually turn to books and catch up with my kind of score, a score which must surely be common among older people?
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