I've never been a big reader. I can think of maybe five books that I've read in my life. One was Tom Sawyer in the 8th grade. I'm not even sure if I've read Huckleberry Finn cover to cover but we'll include it. I was definitely assigned to read it in university and read at least part of it.
Then there were three Stewart Homes books. I liked one of those (Down and Out in Shoreditch and Hoxton), one was okay (Red London), and I didn't like the third (Tainted Love).
Actually, there might be more. Call of the Wild and White Fang were read in 7th or 8th grade. Did a book report on at least one of those. Also read a Star Trek book during this time and did a book report on that.
Of course I read some Taoism books but they don't have narratives. I guess they still count, though. So three Taoism books.
Might be some others. But no, I don't enjoy reading.
Some people revel in not reading. Others feign shame. Personally, it's not something I have strong feelings for.
I mean, if you want to read, feel free. If you don't, that's okay too. There are plenty of unintelligent readers out there and plenty of smart non-readers. So it's no gauge of intellect.
Not that I consider myself to be particularly smart. Standardised tests show that I'm not. I did slightly above average on my SATs and quite poorly on my law school exam.
I also did somewhat poorly in school. Although, given that I never studied yet still got okay grades and finished university, that must indicate some degree of intellect.
I don't do well with TV game shows, though. And I have no interests or hobbies. Exceptionally poor mathematical abilities. Terrible communication skills.
The writing is the only manifestation of intellect. It's clever, it's recognisable, there's a clear voice. It's not totally amazing but I'd say my writing is...in the top 5% of awesomenesss. I don't really have a methodology behind this assertion.
Holy crap. It's 1.30.
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