If I were to choreograph a horse race (I have no idea how one would do that) in which the horses represented the books I’m reading it’d be something sort of like this.
The first horse out the gate would run very fast for about 10 yards and then stop and lay down. Every so often it’ll stand up and run for a little bit.
The second horse out of the gate would do the same.
The third horse would step out and return to the gate.
The fourth horse would run out of the gate backwards and run around the track (backwards!) in record time.
Instead of waiting for the first 3 horses to finish, another horse usually bolts from the gate. Some of these lay down, others run off the track, others return to the gate, and others run around a few times before they decide they’re done.
Okay, so what all that means is that I’ve always got several books in my “currently reading” list, but the speed at which I read them varies greatly. There always seems to be one book that I pick up on a whim and finish before the all the others.
The horse running backwards is Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. It’s running backwards because it’s such a weird book. It seemed natural.
Never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise. - The Duchess in Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, Chapter IX
Yeah. The book is full of stuff like that. It’s incredibly weird, but quite entertaining.