One of the frustrations of academic research is that the distinction between reading for work and reading for leisure becomes blurred. This year, having finished a major research project, I decided that I would rediscover the pleasure of reading as an end in itself, and maybe even recapture that blissful childhood experience of burrowing into a corner with a book and losing myself for hours on end.
Our modern combination of excessive work and commodified leisure is one of the themes...
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