I’ve been listening to audiobooks lately. Since, er, my disappearance from this space.
One thing that I learned very quickly about the working life is that you don’t have time for shit anymore. Your job (plus travel to and fro) basically owns 3/4 of your waking hours. With the 1/4 that you have left, there isn’t a lot of things that you can do. You will have to start thinking about how you want to spend your time after work.
Watch TV? Play a computer game? Hang out with a friend? Work on a side project?
Choose carefully. You can only have one.
And on those particularly difficult days, you don’t get any of them at all. Because all you have left at the end of the day is energy enough to plop yourself into bed.
I was doing remarkable well for the first half of the year trying to overcome the Librarian Threshold. I was blazing through them books. Heck, I finished my reading of American Gods in 2 weeks! Talk about speed and dedication to boot!
But then work happened.
At first I thought I’d keep a book hanging around the office. All those extra time in between tasks aren’t gonna fill themselves, amirite?
But no. I found quickly that reading a novel while everyone else is working isn’t exactly upstanding work behavior.
(while I know that the eminent Mr. King – may he live ten thousand years – said that social correctness should be the least of the writer’s concerns, I’m afraid to say that I don’t have half the cojones to follow through with his advice. I remain to this day terribly afraid of what people might be thinking about me)
It was in this time of need that I discovered the wonders of audiobooks.
Where can I begin about the wonders of audiobooks?
Some people are of the opinion that having a book read word for word out loud to you is a tedious process. “I mean, just read the goshdarned book, amirite?” But think of it this way: every day, I spend an average of 2 hours on the road. There are better days, and there are worse days, but let’s stick to that nice, round number. 2 hours on the road each day.
The radio in my car is busted. It wasn’t always busted, but I have long since given up on trying to get it fixed. So that’s 2 hours on the road, from Monday to Friday, that I’m not doing anything but trying not to space out. 10 hours a week. 40 hours a month. Heck, that’s a full week’s worth of work hours right there! Multiply that by 52 weeks in a year and you get 2080 hours of trying not to space out!
And like every stereotypical chinaman, I must squeeze every last bit of goodness out of the things I have.
I was fortunate enough to start off my audiobook adventures with one of the finest works on the medium: Mr. Gaiman’s The Graveyard Book, read by the man himself. Even more fortunate I was to continue that exhilarating ride with Mr. Hill’s Horns.
Five months down the road, these are the books and I have read thanks to the medium:
- The Graveyard Book
- Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell
- The Cuckoo’s Calling
- Charlotte’s Web
- Gone Girl
- The Martian
And the list keeps going on for as long as I have people willing to read books out loud.
If you are an author who allows/pushes your books to be converted into audiobooks, or if you’re an audiobook performer, or if you’re someone in or marginally related to the industry… From the bottom of my heart: Thank you all.
You make the 2080 hours spent on the road worth the while.