I am sure this has been pondered over a million times before, but given a situation where both the heart and the mind are in sync, which one do you listen to more? It is sometimes almost like starting on a new book. At times the beginning is a little slow, the language impenetrable and the flow anything but what you can comprehend. Gradually, provided it is a good book, it starts to grow on you and it starts involving you more and more. You start seeing finer nuances, exceptional passages, moments which stand out and moments where you can't wait for the next development.
Weirdly, I seem to be reading three books alternatively these days. The first one, A.S Byatt's Possession: A Romance, is gradually growing on me. Hari Kunzru's Transmission is boring, but I started reading it again, after dropping it half way through, because I wanted to find out more about the promised great karmic collision that should make the three characters cross each other's paths. The last, Peter Mayle's A year in Provence, is a fun read, which almost suceeds in getting the smells of the French countryside into your mind at times. Obviously, I am not making much progress on any of the three.