Sending the year out with a quiet reflection and a bit more of Tom Jones.
The New Year, by Harriet S. Caswell
Read by Xe Sands
I had hoped to find an uplifting piece for the end of 2012, but what I found instead was poem after piece after bit after phrase of reflection, regret, and acknowledgment of missed opportunities.
So, frankly, I caved to the reality that this was the message meant to release. So here’s my coda to Caswell’s bit of wallowing. The year is ending. If you’re the reflecting type, think on your year. Be honest with yourself – good and bad. Acknowledge. And then use any regret you feel to fuel a difference, a sense of purpose.
Anyone can sit with their regret, and allow it to lull them into a sense of helplessness – and thereby never change.
Be Someone, not Anyone.
Use what you find.
Tom Jones – Book 3, Chapter 1 by Henry Fielding
Read by Mark Turetsky
This is part of an ongoing project in which I will record and post one chapter per week of Henry Fielding’s Tom Jones over the course of four years.
Another book, another chapter in Fielding’s ongoing discourse on how to write a novel (or, as he would call it, a History). Here Fielding discusses his practice of skipping large stretches of time wherein nothing much interesting happens (hence his summation of the chapter, “Containing little or nothing”), as well as things that would be obvious to any reader if they stopped to think about it. At nearly 350,000 words, Tom Jones is far from being a short book, and has nothing approaching a straightforward plot, but what does make it in there is either essential to the plot, or amusing enough to leave in.
Two books down, sixteen to go, and now’s when the book starts to take off, with our hero, Tommy Jones, at around the age of fourteen (or so).