Mr H and I watched a bit of a new quiz show last night. It’s called Puzzling. It felt like it was trying too hard, somehow, with its complicated rules, and it didn’t grab me from the off like Only Connect did.
But that’s by the bye. There was a contestant on the show who, during the awkward ‘getting to know you’ bit, revealed that she has challenged herself to read the works of Agatha Christie in chronological order.
Meanwhile, over on Instagram, an artist I follow is reading his way through the works of Stephen King. In amidst his art, the only books he posts about are by King.
It made me wonder whether both the woman on the quiz show and the artist that I follow are only reading the works of their chosen author. And then I wondered how that might feel.
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