An article
in the Wall Street Journal got me thinking. Single-tasking has become a luxury. L. Gordon Crovitz's article is titled “How the Internet saved the Novel.” He writes, “Engaging with a novel … requires rare focus in our
information-snacking lives.” Crovitz concludes with, “The more time people spend tracking fleeting pixels on digital
screens, the more they seem to yearn for something else. The well-crafted novel
is more alive than ever.”
What would
be better would be reading a great novel in the perfect place. Like Lake Powell,
for instance. With more coastline than the state of California, you can always
find a private nook with nobody around and stone cliffs make cell and radio communication
impossible. Good novels, water toys, and Lake Powell. The ultimate modern day vacation.
Relax. No one can get in touch with you, no can interrupt your reading, and no
one can demand that you do three things at once. Unless you bring the kids, but
that’s another story.
