The title of this blog comes from a passing line in Jamie O’Neill’s seminal work At Swim, Two Boys. I’ve read the book four or five times and for the longest time I assumed the line awkwardly referred to masturbation, but it doesn’t. The line refers to the minutiae of moving things and how incredibly strange they are if you take a moment to think about it.
Regardless of what it refers to, I felt the line was an incredibly beautiful line and it stayed with me. The alternative title was Journal of the Movement of the World, which if you’ve read The Elegance of the Hedgehog you’ll recognize this line. (Apparently I have a fascination with movement – it probably comes from being rather larger, awkward and clumsy.)
I started The Oddness of Moving Things while I had a lot of downtime between a year of AmeriCorps and finding a full-time job. One day while following random thought processes around the internet (oh how dangerous) I stumbled across the 50 book challenge. I thought ‘HEY! I can do that! Easy peasy.’ and thus my blog started. (You can see my original post here.)
I originally set out to read 50 books by the end of 2010 (164 days from the start), and failed spectacularly (I read probably 45-50, but only blogged about 27 of them). But that doesn’t matter, I had fun and wanted to keep going! This blog has encouraged me to read outside of my comfort zones, introduced me to some amazing bloggers around the world and has forced me to take the time and reflect on the books I read rather than just plowing through book after book after book.