I feel like I've learned a lot since starting. I know how to pick texts. I know how to complete standards. I know how this thing goes. But there is one thing that is missing. One missing ingredient that can make the whole recipe blow up in my face if it's missing. And that's concentration.
I know that I've already blogged about this, but with summer coming up, I've got a bad case of senioritis. I can't seem to focus. I need to get my work done in a timely matter and stop making up excuses. The calender planning method seemed to work well last time so I am going to try it again. I keep piling on excuses and that has go to stop too.
But I should get around to the main point of this post before signing off. Agatha Christie writes a beautiful mystery. People go to such lengths to hide information about themselves that they think others will find incriminating. I love the slather of crime shows on prime-time as much as the next guy, but it can get so easy to guess the the character who acts more suspicious than the others. But in Christie's novels, I have no idea who did it. It amazes me how well she was able to capture her characters and how more life-like they were than any TV counterpart could be. I've come to realize how much more powerful books can be than movies. Sure it's easier to sit in front of the screen and watch your favorite characters and the plot unfold. But reading it in book form puts you in front of the action. It's something I've probably always known, but just came to fully realize it now.
Don't touch that bookmark
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