If I can get myself to do it, and the book will cooperate by being good, reading will stop me cold.

So far this trip, I've blazed through Steve Martin's outstanding Born Standing Up, hit half each of John Jantsch's Duct Tape Marketing and Beth Lisick's Helping Me Help Myself (both pretty good, in their wildly different categories), and spent a glorious afternoon browsing the quirky selection at the excellent Quimby's. (I bought a couple of items to read on the way home, too, in case I don't get an interesting seatmate this time around.)

If I can get myself to do it, I may give myself the gift of an afternoon with a book, and only a book, once before this trip is up.

It's hard to do for some of us, because unless it's assigned reading for a credit-bearing course, it feels so...optional. And if I'm not already exceptional in the ways I feel like I should be, how can I engage in the purely optional?

Of course, stopping is not optional. It's the other half of going.

Just because something is easier to forget, doesn't make it okay to forget it.

So...what's on your stopping list?

xxx c

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