At time of writing, late Friday night, the week seemed as if it was extra long. No idea why, it was just one of those weeks, busy and full of achievement; a week that makes you think you are progressing. A nice week actually. It went differently as planned. Instead of going to Germany, the trip had to be cancelled last minute. Never mind, I actually spend a lot of time catching up on some work which meant I got ahead of a few things. Nice! It also meant I worked from home which was nice too.
I am clearing out my blog drafts and noticed that I still had the following draft about reading books: Not many people actually know but I read a reasonable amount of books. Over the years, since commuting an hour into London, I make a point of NOT doing work in the morning but read instead. So unless something urgent is happening, the morning commute is my time. The evening commute on the other hand is different 🙁
I mainly read personal development books and biographies. Steve Jobs’ biography resulted in me becoming an Apple fan boy and I truly loved his story. Currently I read the biography of Albert Einstein. Also, for many years, I have been fascinated by the hippie culture as well as the 70ies free spirit motor bike culture. The 70ies in general have always fascinated me, the idea of free love, free rein, do whatever you want, rebel against the system, be cool and be free. However, back then there were more opportunities than now it seems. Steve Jobs inventing a computer. Have we saturated inventions? Surely not.
So over the years I started reading more books about Steve Jobs. A lot of people seemed to start writing about him, as he became an iconic figure, despite his distortion field and non existing EQ. Hence, when I discovered the book by Chrisann Brennan, his girl friend and the mother to Lisa, the daughter Steve ignored for years, I had to read it. It has been a book that took me away. Not often I get so engaged in books that take me away. I was sitting on the train in the morning and didn’t notice us getting into Victoria station, London. Not often do I read until late at night in bed, but I couldn’t put the book down.
Why? Simple. Chrisann didn’t only tell her view of the story of Steve and their relationship. That for me was only part of the story. But she went into detail how they lived, they as in the generation of the 70ies. How they went to India to discover themselves, lived in communities, how life was simpler. She drew direct comparisons saying, we didn’t have mobile phones back then, no texting. We just drove for 45 miles hoping someone was home, we had no way of knowing. She captured all that in her book, in my opinion, the Zeitgeist of the 70ies. The generation that has fascinated me for so long. And I believe that the challenges she had with Steve, the therapy her and Lisa went through, were very common in those days. Of course, Steve was an eccentric and different, but it almost becomes a side story in the book. At least for me.
I know Lisa published a book too, but I am afraid if I read it, it will water down this experience. We shall see.
And if you like reading about India, read Siddartha by Hesse.
It’s four weeks to Christmas. So this post finishes my drafts. I am reflecting a lot on 10 years of writing and I am sure I keep going on the occasional post. But there are times of change in terms of focus. And that is a good thing. Change is good, otherwise life would be boring.
So, this is it for this week,