It would seem obvious that I already read Chip Ward’s Canaries on the Rim: Living Downwind in the West years ago, as it came out in 1999 and I moved to the canyon country he discusses in the book in 1999. However, I did not–but I am now, as it is one of the many books scattered around my friend’s place here in the middle of Capitol Reef National Park. So far, I am enjoying and learning from it. And of course it’s always fun to read about those places which we know and call home ourselves, especially if they are not well-known. I also want to read his Hope’s Horizon: Three Visions for Healing the American Land. Hallelujah for people willing to take the risk and speak out, eh?
Well, as every reader knows, there most certainly is not time enough to read everything published. Listen to this factoid: one company tracking these things estimated the number of books published in 2006 was 291,920. Good grief, eh? Ah, the state of literature, etc. etc. When one considers all the drivel published out there too, the sheer numbers truly become overwhelming. Not that I can really picture nearly 300,000 books in the first place. I can barely make it through lists I’ve already had for years. And some writers wonder why their books don’t sell. Look at the insane amount of competition out there! You have to be your own marketing team, usually.
Off to soak in the gorgeous scenery here and compose great works of literature!