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That's still quite a voracious reading speed. And I thought I read fast.
When we were tested in the fifth/sixth grade ( Part of a pilot program for the gifted and talented in NC back in 62-63), I read better than twice the average speed and faster than anyone else.
 
Fwiw, five a week is a decrease. Until I was in my forties and started spending too much time on message boards, it was more like 8-10 unless I was in a brain candy stage and reading Louis Lamour westerns and Nero Wolfe mysteries. I'd read 2-3 of those a day. I've always been a big reader. Started in the first grade. I think it took about a month before the librarian told me I didn't have to stay in the primary school area any more.
My father turned us on to Wolfe as teenagers. My brother and I both have the complete series. In addition I have Stout's other works as well. Other related stuff. I reread the series every decade or so.

Definitive bio if Stout if you ate interested.

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My father turned us on to Wolfe as teenagers. My brother and I both have the complete series. In addition I have Stout's other works as well. Other related stuff. I reread the series every decade or so.

Definitive bio if Stout if you ate interested.

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I have that and Nero Wolfe of West 35th St, the fictional biography by William Baring-Gould who also did a biography of Sherlock Holmes.
 
Got the 35th Street as well.

Have you read any Goldsborough Wolfe books? The first one was dead on Stout. The followers each were progressively less and less the,characters we knew. The dialogue especially. Got so i couldn't read them any more.
 
Got the 35th Street as well.

Have you read any Goldsborough Wolfe books? The first one was dead on Stout. The followers each were progressively less and less the,characters we knew. The dialogue especially. Got so i couldn't read them any more.
I couldn't really make it through the first one. I think partly it was that I was kind of burnt out on the series a bit. It happened with the Spenser books and to some extent with the Lucas Davenport books. I think, though, Parker might have burnt out on the Spenser books before I did. Felt like he was mailing it in.
 
So I’m watching the Ravens-Steelers game and see Nelson Agholor make a nice catch from Lamar, but anytime I think of Agholor I will always think of this eyewitness report of a tragic apartment fire in Philadelphia a few years back. Philly fan was throwing shade at Agholor for drops when he played for the Eagles while describing the scene. I love this so much and this encapsulates what Philly fan is all about.

 
On another thread @nycfan mentioned a dream she had. It remined me of dreams I had as a child. But I didn't feel that thread was the correct place to respond.

When I was younger I had 3 repetitive dreams. I can still remember them to this day. They were always the exact same dreams. My mother and father and a couple of other people were always in them. So, these dreams along with some other weird shit over the years had made me wonder about a couple of things, but I never asked.

Then one cold snowy day when I was suspended from school, 7th grade, and had to go to work with my dad several weird events lead to my dad asking if I had any questions. I asked him who Buster is. He told me that Buster was my biological father, who was shot and killed.

After that day, I never had the dreams again.
 
Fwiw, five a week is a decrease. Until I was in my forties and started spending too much time on message boards, it was more like 8-10 unless I was in a brain candy stage and reading Louis Lamour westerns and Nero Wolfe mysteries. I'd read 2-3 of those a day. I've always been a big reader. Started in the first grade. I think it took about a month before the librarian told me I didn't have to stay in the primary school area any more.
In 1st grade, there were 6-8 of us who could read at the 3rd grade level on Day 1. We could also do multiplication and/or division.

Mrs. Walters worked it out that we could go to the library on our own, and Ms. Eddy, the Estes Hills Elementary librarian, was happy to have us. As long as we were well-behaved, we had free rein in the library. She’d recommend books.

We had to greet Ms. Eddy upon arrival and tell her hello and what time we were due back in class.

Wonderful teachers - Ms. Eddy and Mrs. Walters.
 
On another thread @nycfan mentioned a dream she had. It remined me of dreams I had as a child. But I didn't feel that thread was the correct place to respond.

When I was younger I had 3 repetitive dreams. I can still remember them to this day. They were always the exact same dreams. My mother and father and a couple of other people were always in them. So, these dreams along with some other weird shit over the years had made me wonder about a couple of things, but I never asked.

Then one cold snowy day when I was suspended from school, 7th grade, and had to go to work with my dad several weird events lead to my dad asking if I had any questions. I asked him who Buster is. He told me that Buster was my biological father, who was shot and killed.

After that day, I never had the dreams again.
Subconscious is a wild and powerful thing.
 
When we were tested in the fifth/sixth grade ( Part of a pilot program for the gifted and talented in NC back in 62-63), I read better than twice the average speed and faster than anyone else.
We had a reading test for freshmen orientation (was it just for internationals? can't quite remember, test was in old Caroll).
So when I have my first meeting with our academic adviser, she was talking about how they recommend study support for internationals...she glanced down at my speed and comprehension score and was like...Nevermind. My reading speed was at 98th percentile (with pretty good comprehension).
 
It always made me feel like I was cheating on tests since I essentially had more time. Is reading speed a knack or a sign of intelligence?
 
We had a reading test for freshmen orientation (was it just for internationals? can't quite remember, test was in old Caroll).
So when I have my first meeting with our academic adviser, she was talking about how they recommend study support for internationals...she glanced down at my speed and comprehension score and was like...Nevermind. My reading speed was at 98th percentile (with pretty good comprehension).
CRHeel94, You helped me today and probably didn't even know it. Thanks to you I was able to solve a puzzle in short order. Puzzle: Delete one letter from Acrobatics and rearrange the rest to get the two-word name of a nation in the Western Hemisphere.
 
It always made me feel like I was cheating on tests since I essentially had more time. Is reading speed a knack or a sign of intelligence?
I believe it is a combination of things.
With more practice I believe one will pick up reading speed. But intelligence is needed to continue to maintain a high comprehension level as one reads faster.

I believe part of my reading issue was not having the encouragement to read young enough. I always did well on the comprehension test, but I read slow.

And you are right, reading fast has to give you more time. Because I read slow, I often was the last to finish a test or didn't finish.
 
I believe it is a combination of things.
With more practice I believe one will pick up reading speed. But intelligence is needed to continue to maintain a high comprehension level as one reads faster.

I believe part of my reading issue was not having the encouragement to read young enough. I always did well on the comprehension test, but I read slow.

And you are right, reading fast has to give you more time. Because I read slow, I often was the last to finish a test or didn't finish.
In re: finishing tests fast. I almost never finish tests fast. One exception, I took the bar exam in two adjacent states 6 months apart. Each state had the same two parts: multistage multichoice and essay. Both states had a rule that if a high enough score was made on the multiple choice part then the essay portion would be neither read nor graded. Obviously, this factoid did me no good on the first state, because I wasn't willing to bet how good I would do in the multiple choice part. But for the second state, which accepted my previous multple choice test score because it was less than a year old, I knew, going in, my essays would filed away or thrown away, unread.

On the day of the exam, about 30 minutes into the morning-3 hour-exam period, I deemed my essay answers to be sufficiently complete, if a bit concise. So I turned in my answers, walked to the lobby of the building and a started on billable work. In about 10 or 20 minutes, I was joined by about a dozen of my law school classmates, who--like me--had taken the bar exam six months earlier and knew their essay answers would not be read either. They all said some version of, "When I saw you hand in your exam, I thought to myself, 'why am I wasting time writing these detailed essay answers no one is ever going to read?'" I was not the first person to finish the afternoon session.
 
"Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today."
James Dean
"You’ve got to sing like you don’t need the money,
You’ve got to love like you’ll never get hurt,
You’ve got to dance like there’s nobody watching,
You’ve got to come from the heart if you want it to work."
Susanna Clark and Richard Leigh
 
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