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I am very organised when reading and finding new fiction authors. I have a large spreadsheet that lists potential authors to try, with links to their Goodreads ratings and whether I can find them at the library or whether I have to buy them. When I read the author and like them, I start a new tab where I keep track of what I’ve read and my thoughts on their books, colour-coded by whether I’d read it again.

Regarding choosing authors based on reviews, Goodreads has become more and more full of unreliable guff, so I’ve decided to throw that out the window. Where does that leave me? Well, I’ve decided to go against my very anal retentive instincts and rush in headlong without a plan.

This is a blog post about Thomas Kuhn’s “The Structure of Scientific Revolutions”, but in a very roundabout way.

I have an interesting history with science. My earliest science memory was being in year 7 chemistry class. We were dealing with very diluted acids and I managed to spill some all over my then boyfriend’s crotch and stained his jeans. It’s one of those things that still haunts my thoughts many decades later. In high school we had physics class, and the teacher let everyone cheat because the majority of the class was on the football team and he was the coach. I didn’t learn much there.

It wasn’t until I was well and truly out of school that I found science interesting. There was no one to spill acid on, and no burly jocks to peer over my shoulder and steal my (probably wrong) answers. Using science to look backwards, and look forwards, makes the present seem less binding. There are endless possibilities of things that could have happened, and what will happen, and we don’t know all there is to know about either.

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