Yesterday, I discovered something about myself that hadn’t really occurred to me before.
For several days, I had been reading books of philosophy, theology, Henry James’s The Portrait of a Lady, and (most enjoyable) Stephen Greenblatt’s amazing book about the Elizabethan playwright, Christopher Marlowe, Dark Renaissance, and I was having a great time. But yesterday afternoon, my mind sort of fuzzed out and I suddenly thought that I needed a change in subject matter.
While I am a theater guy, I have always enjoyed math and patterns. Sometimes, that has taken the form of playing online games like chess or bridge, but this time I was drawn once again back towards the stock market, which has often been a refuge in the past. I had just stumbled on C. Theodore Hicks II’s Evidence-Based Investing 📚, and had downloaded a sample. I started reading, and it was so different than other investing books I’d read – Hicks very persuasively debunks many of the most common ideas about portfolio management, and in its place proposes an entirely different approach that made a lot of sense to me. I haven’t finished yet, but I’ve enjoyed myself, and just as importantly, the humanities/arts-part of my mind is getting a much-needed rest!
