During my interview for admission to Stanford University School of Medicine many moons ago, my interviewer asked me to discuss the last book I had read. See, I had listed “reading” as a hobby on my CV and actually continue to do so. Unfortunately, although I had just read a book in the months prior to that interview, I totally blacked out. I couldn’t remember the title nor the author and only stumbled to describe the book. It had been a foray into science-fiction, not a favourite genre of mine. Maybe that’s why it hadn’t left an impression on me. When I got back home, I made it a point to include the book’s name and author in the thank you letter to my interviewer. Margaret Atwood – The Handmaid’s Tale. I mean I needed to save face, right? Needless to say, I was waitlisted.
Since then, the rate at which I read books for leisure has dwindled. I once had a voracious appetite, but now I am embarrassed to describe myself as a lover of books. How sad is it that when people are talking about Chimamanda Adichie or Dan Brown I haven’t a clue? Although, I’m not a big movie person either, I’m doing much better in keeping up to date in that arena and that’s a shame.
So with fellowship behind me (and hopefully the boards), I have vowed to pick up reading again! I can’t wait to be able to finally contribute relevant discussion in the presence of literary aficionados. Follow me with my weRead feed to the left.
Sungliedong says
how can you not know Dan Brown?
KChie says
My point exactly!