To Read, To Live

When we read a story, we inhabit it.

The covers of the book are like a roof and four walls.

What is to happen next will take place within the four walls of the story.

And this is possible because the story's voice makes everything its own. (John Berger)

I have always loved to read. The classic novels, mysteries, suspense, and biographies were and are always a great way to immerse myself in someone's else's world, It began at a young age for me.

Traveling by train feeds this passion quite often, and makes the trips go by quickly. I am currently engrossed in a new discovery; the books of Michael Connelly. Specifically, his Harry Bosch saga. Very interesting -- and haunting -- stuff.

What are you reading these days?

A New Start

Since 1998, I've been writing about sports. Very rarely have I written anything else. For a two-year period (1996-97), I wrote news and features for broadcast, but no sports. I prefer writing about sports. But because of the nature of what I do, it seems everything I do revolves around sports.

I am sent baseball books to read and review. I host internet radio shows about sports. My kids play sports, so I take them to the events. The people I meet there, we talk sports.

I love sports, but c'mon.

Every once in awhile I get the urge to add things to my columns that illustrate my passion for the theater, film, politics, and history. I often take these asides out, though, because most of time they don't belong in a sports column, and I find it self indulgent to do so on a regular basis.

Hear that, Lupica?

So I decided to do the next best thing; blog. Sure, it's a bit egotistical to think that anyone gives a crap about whether or not I thought that Jon Voight's performance in "Pride And Glory" was one of the most realistic portrayals of a New York City police officer I have ever seen, but I think it can be helpful.

Think of this as a cure for creative constipation.

Hope you enjoy, and look forward to actually sticking to the routine of blogging every day.