Michael Pollan and Medium put together this series about transcendental psychedelic experiences – and one of the pieces in this series is mine. What an honor!
Sure, there are a lot of well-known resources out there for getting free books to read, but mostly I found a lot of poorly-edited, self-published books that just didn’t make the cut when it came to enjoyable reading – I felt like I was reading the equivalent of a soap opera and I ain’t got time for that, (yet as terrible as it is, I don’t always want to read the classics anymore, either). Editors, they’re a thing for a reason, and they still have massive purpose in this world. I read not only because I enjoy the escape of it, but also because I learn from a finely-written and finely-edited work. Because the quality was often lacking, my interest in things like Smashwords and Kindle Buffet came to a close fairly quickly and now, here’s how I get what I need:
In one of the writer support groups I’m in online, one of the members talked about how they’ve been using Medium.com as a way to encourage themselves to write more. Now, me too.
My wife and I love books. Like “women who love books too much” love books. There are stacks of them everywhere. We are both prone to reading a few of them at once, depending on what kind of relationship we each might need that night. What’s on YOUR nightstand?
As a young kid I lived in a little town south of Detroit: I was raised on soul, Motown, funk, disco, and basically whatever other “black music” my mom could shake her moneymaker to during the 60s and 70s. I inherited that gene, thankfully. My personal search for soul happened on a dance floor, too.
Some people talk about how finding stillness is more and more difficult in this modern age, where we go go go go go all the time, where a momentary chance for stillness is replaced by checking Facebook on a smartphone, but it’s something we humans have apparently had difficulty with for thousands of years already, even before handheld distractions. I find some comfort in this, honestly, because I’m a doer. I’ve always been a human doing. I was raised by hardworking, blue-collar folks with a hardcore work ethic; I have such difficulty as a human simply being.