Showing posts with label Writing Spaces. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Writing Spaces. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 9, 2025

Books, Books, Books and Book Space

Ovidia--every other Tuesday

I’ve kind of been struggling with books lately—not just the ones I’m writing, but the ones I’ve been living with. I have shelves and stacks and cupboards full of books. Some of them books I haven’t opened in years,some that I've never opened--period. And that's the big problem; I’m not reading them. And they're sitting there judging me and my weak eyesight or weak will power or just lack of energy... and that’s not fair to the books—or to me.

Yet it feels wrong to give them away because many/ most/ all of these books feel like a part of myself. If I let them go, would I be losing the person I was when I first bought them? When I first fell in love with them?

Because isn't my whole identity that of someone who reads?
But why?
I want to read for enjoyment, of course. That's how I first started reading, and that still holds. But I realise the primary way I take in the world around me is through reading. It's what feeds me. And lately, I've been reading less than any other time in life. Reading over lunch or dinner or for an hour before bed... quite pathetic, really. But I wasn't doing anything about it because it only came up when I was too tired to deal with it.

But recently I was 'forced' to confront this.
I’ve signed up for something called the 5X5 'Flow Prone' course by the Flow Lab, which is designed to help you reliably achieve flow state in your work--in my case, writing.

(This isn't an ad--I'm just starting the 3rd week, but I'll let you know how it goes!)

The idea is take action, however small, in the 5 key areas, 5 days a week. PRONE an acronym for Physiology/Regulation (mental)/Optimisation(work smarter)/ Nutrition / Environment.

The first 4 categories were pretty easy, once I got organised.

Physical: I get 60 to 90 min of pilates or yoga in the morning and walking, slow jogging and swimming in the evening.
Mental Regulation: I do my morning pages, including noting things I’m grateful for, what can be improved, and pick the day's steps towards my weekly, monthly and long-term goals.
Optimisation: I've downloaded the Freedom app, which blocks apps and distractions on all my devices during my work hours (9–11 a.m. and 2–5 p.m.).
Nutrition: We're happy with our meal plan.
But the fifth one—environment—is where I’ve fallen down most badly--and it's mostly because of all my books.

One step I have taken is exiling my “writing buddies” from my desktop to the shelf above...



I need them nearby, because they're the ones who play roles when I'm trying to figure things out.



And these are the editors who listen (and sit in judgement) when I read passages out loud to see how they sound!

But the big step, that's much harder but I'm determined to take, is giving away some of the books I know I’ll never read again. And that is really painful.



I am still reading, but moving from paper to ebooks and audiobooks feels a little like betraying a first love. But then I remind myself: people probably once said the same about hand scripted parchment manuscripts when Gutenberg’s press came along. Weren't early printers were accused of destroying tradition? And before that, perhaps stone carvers sneered at the newfangled feather quills—would the Ten Commandments have counted if they’d been written on treated rawhide instead of chiseled in stone?
And even the act of writing something down was a step away from the stories we used to share around the campfire after a day of hunting wasn't it?
Because in the end, it’s not about the medium but the stories we share, the chance they give us to look at ourselves, our lives and the wonderful, unbelievable potential of being alive in time and space.
And my precious paper books? One day they may feel like those tiny lotus shoes once worn by women with bound feet—treasured relics and part of heritage while being too impossibly constricting to be worn. I marvel at them even as I walk everywhere freely and easily in my huge Sketchers.
Because yes, a big advantage of e-readers is that I can zoom in and increase font size, and contrast, making reading much easier on the eyes.
And yes, I still treasure my paper books. They will always be a precious part of me and of the life I crafted around my love of reading.
So yes, some of my books are going new homes--via book exchange shelves and the library's Big Book Giveaway (September 13-14, 2025, from 10am to 4pm at The Plaza, National Library Building, Singapore if anyone's interested). The biggest risk is of course that I might come home with more books than I leave there! I still own more physical books than I will ever finish reading and I'm still buying them... I'd really like to know how everyone else is managing their libraries. I'm guessing it's easier in less humid climes.

Tuesday, March 26, 2024

Fasting for Renewal, Caterpillars & Renovation Update

Ovidia--every other Tuesday

Right now in Singapore we're in a 'fasting' period leading up to two big festivals:

For Christians we are in Lent, leading up to Easter. This is the time between Jesus' entry into Jerusalem and his life, death and resurrection. Lent is a time of prayer, fasting and charity and a reminder that when things seem darkest, things are yet working to bring about greater good than we can imagine.

For Muslims, we are in Ramadan, the period of fasting leading to Hari Raya Aidilfitri. Ramadan marks the time when Prophet Mohammed received the first verses of the Qu'ran. 
Fasting during the daylight hours is a private act of worship that brings about spiritual discipline and empathy with the less fortunate.

In both cases, the joy and celebration of Easter and Hari Raya Aidilfitri are preceded by periods of fasting and reflection, reconstruction and renewal. Almost as though we need to pause and prepare ourselves before we can move on.

It's a pattern that also shows up in nature as well as in our our own lives, I believe. 

This is the chrysalis phase of metamorphosis. An uncomfortable time for the encased caterpillar who isn't able to eat or even move as its body tissue breaks down and the very cells of its muscles and organs dissolve... and the imaginal discs (undifferentiated till now) develop into the wings, legs or antennae they were destined to be from the start.

The emerging butterfly or moth leaves behind in its chrysalis the gooey waste from its previous incarnation. And maybe to keep evolving towards our full potential we need to do the same?

I would really like to think so!
Because right now we are still in a state of upheaval in our current state of evolution/ metamorphois: 

Though the insides are definitely looking better!


At least we can see where the fixtures are going to go!


All the fixtures are supposed to be arriving this week, after much discussion between contractor,  suppliers and workmen on existing plumbing and the relative merits of S- traps (easier to install in existing structure) and P- traps (the latest thing in toilet technology, apparently!)

But it's all still a bit chaotic on the outside... I'm most sorry for the neighbours whose lives we've been discombobulating, but so far everyone has been very sweet and supportive and curious--at least two are interested in getting our contractor to do some work for them... after they've seen the results here. I hope we're a good advertisement for him!



I've run away from it all for now. This is where I've ensconced myself during the day-- the view from the front of the library...




This being Singapore, construction and reconstruction are going on everywhere. We know that behind the protective facade furious work is going on.

And in the library itself all is calm, air-conditioned quiet...



My current chrysalis/ cocoon. This has become my favourite spot in the library! It's quiet with a view of the sky and palm trees, there are chargers for my MacBook and phone, I can spread my stuff on the window ledge... and it's only a short walk (2 bookshelves) to the loo and a little further to the water cooler!