I woke up this morning with an interesting thought on my mind -- consumerism. But not as most people talk about it these days. You know, buying stuff upon stuff and throwing away that stuff when you're finished with it and getting more stuff. No -- that's not what I was thinking about (although admittedly, my own thoughts probably stemmed from my wife's preoccupation with the topic overall lately). Instead, I was thinking about consuming books. Yes, books. Here I sit, reading book after book -- consuming them really... As soon as I finish one, I pick up another one and start consuming. But here's the kicker -- What have I given back? What have I created? Not much... A poem... Some blog entries... A couple of stories when I was in junior high that only an 8-year old boy would read and enjoy (and not even all of them).
I've often thought I wanted to write a book someday. But this morning, it was a different feeling... Like I should really give something back. Like I should create something of my own. Not sure what yet, but someday I'll publish something with my name on it. Any ideas?
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