I’m currently reading two books at the same time. I’m not sure if it’s a common thing- or normal even, but it sure does make things rather thrilling. Especially when it’s
4am and you’ve got the story lines confused. It just adds a little spice to something that’s already so beautiful…Like some cutting cinnamon with a dash of cardamom to a sweet vanilla cupcake. People have told me that the habit is unhealthy for someone who wants to be a full-time writer. “How can you be a writer if you can’t focus on one story or a book?” They ask without wanting a thoughtful answer. I have also been told that such a thing will only further exacerbate my mild attention deficit disorder.

Sometimes it’s nice to have a double sided approach. By reading two completely different books, won’t I get a more varied perspective on life and the world? I guess it’s” commendable”  for a literature student to read a classic and the modern equivalent of it in some graphic novel, since it would heighten his/her understanding of the text and the times, however that person would be slightly overloading his/her brain with the same information in two different forms. It’s like watching these two old movie clips :

These two movies have the same plot, and were made in the same year:

I found something more worthwhile though…When I watched the trailer of this film, it reminded me of another movie with a similar title:

The Funny-Light version:

The Heart Wrenching Depressive one:

So you see two similar types of stories which have been coloured in by totally different shades. I would love to wrap myself in a thin old woolly blanket with chewy chips to watch these two together one day-pausing one movie half way, to do the same with the other and resume back to it again. Yes that would be extremely nerve racking for the person who happens to join me for the session, but I think it’ll be an experiment worth the grouchy company.