There’s an unwritten rule that says the literary world possesses certain books all authors must love and laud (even if secretly, they’ve never read them).
Just like a painter who doesn’t like Picasso or Monet, or a classical musician who doesn’t like Bach or Mozart, if an author doesn’t like a book that’s been deemed a classic, then he must be unrefined, or worse . . . uncivilized.
In my case I’d been wanting to read a particular book for a few years, not just because it was a book that I was interested in, but also because I heard other readers rave about this literary work, and it was oftentimes referenced by other authors in their books, articles, and essays, especially as it related to the current times we live in.
So, a few years ago I finally purchased the book, moved it from my to-read list to my currently reading list, sat down in a comfy chair, and prepared to embark on the incredible journey this book was sure to take me on — an adventure that many had traversed before me.
But there was only one problem.
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This is the second installment of a new monthly series where I share an eclectic assortment of articles and essays I discovered the previous month — all worthy of your time.
This month’s selection features eight essays covering such subjects as Facebook stealing a page out of the NSA’s spy book, the Golden Age of television, and how clutter and depression go hand in hand.
So, without further ado, let’s get started.
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No flag can even begin to cover the casualties of war and abortion.
It was 2011 when I held my first Apple device (a used 8GB iPod). The design, feel, interface, and intuitive features were amazing.
And then there were the apps. So . . . many . . . apps. I spent untold hours (months, really) scouring the App Store for all the resourceful, innovative, and cool apps available. I was an app junkie.
Fast forward to today. A couple iPhones, an iPad, and an iMac later, apps have lost much of their luster because I’ve seen so many of them.
There’s an app for just about everything but rarely does a new one come along that wows me. Because of this, whenever I stumble upon one that stands out, I’m taken back to that wonderful and wide-eyed time in 2011 when I first cradled that iPod. A time when every app was new and alluring.
And now, I’ve found not one, but two such apps. They’re called Instapaper and Pocket, and what they do is simple but brilliant.
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