counter on blogger

Pickle Me This

March 8, 2012

What loving Mad Men has taught me about loving books and reading

We started watching Downton Abbey last week, and I love it, but we’re only watching it because there is not enough Mad Men in the world (and heaven knows, I’ve tried to make it go further. I’ve watched Seasons 1-3 twice, and saved season 4 for well over a year before finally watching it [and was the wait ever worth it. Season 4 was better than all the others put together]). And I’ve been thinking a lot about my relationship to Mad Men lately, about how I love this show and its characters like I haven’t loved another show and its characters since Beverly Hill 90210 and Dylan McKay. By which I mean that I haven’t loved anything like this since I was 14, that age of absolute longing for life and for the world, and I feel  something similar for Mad Men, perhaps because of the nostalgia implicit.

But the show absolutely occupies me too– I finish an episode, and I’m thinking about it for days. We’ve measured them out so slowly too that I have much time for reflection in between. I go looking for extracurricular Mad Men too with my Mad Men reading, and random Jon Hamm google searches. (Look! Books that Made a Difference to Jon Hamm! And also Nyla Matuk has written a poem called “Don Draper”.) I could talk about these characters and their motivations forever, and their dynamics, and I do, because people like to talk about Mad Men, and when I do, conversations often reveal new levels of depth to the stories that I never even considered.

My relationship to Mad Men is so different from my relationship to any single book. See, I love books and reading with an all-consuming passion, but I don’t love television. There is only Mad Men. So that I have more than 70 books on my to-be-read stack (which is actually a shelf. Such a stack would defy physics, I think), but I’ll continue to watch Mad Men over and over again. I watch an episode of Mad Men, and wait a week for another, but with a book, I’m starting a new one before the other is even finished. I speed through my books. I relish it every time I crack open a new one. Mad Men I savour, because there is only so much Mad Men in the world, but my supply of books will never be exhausted. Which is sometimes exhausting.

And it’s something to think about. What if instead of loving books and reading, I just loved one book, and read it over and over, and got so deep inside it? Or one author? To become an expert instead of a generalist? Which is unrealistic of course, and I don’t even want to break my speedy reading habit, but it really is rare that I connect with a book as deeply as circumstances permit me to connect with this television show. (It’s also easier to connect with a television show, which comes spoon-fed and all I have to do is lie on the couch and knit). But it occurs to me that there are ways in which the joy of my book fetishising obsession and love of reading in general come at the expense of how I relate books in their specificity. And that learning from my television habits might make me a better reader.

6 thoughts on “What loving Mad Men has taught me about loving books and reading”

  1. Panic says:

    Just to completely miss the point of your lovely rumination:
    Really? Season 4? I thought it was a bit of a let-down, after the AMAZINGNESS that was S3. Though I think S4 contains the single greatest Mad Men episode ever: The Suitcase.

    I’m SO EXCITED for the 25th. It’s a two-hour episode!

    1. Kerry says:

      Oh, The Suitcase! It rendered me speechless. I loved it too. It made the season for me.

  2. alexis says:

    I think about this too. Sometimes I read so fast that I miss things! But occasionally, I do go back and re-read, or read a certain book obsessively. And I will spend a long time thinking about the characters in books.

    I like Mad Men, but I’m not obsessed with it. I do really appreciate well written serial television shows and movies. I consume a lot of media.

  3. Maria says:

    Some series being made these days are like good novels. Madmen is one for sure. Also The Wire and the recent Treme (just as richly layered but less violent). Madmen is my special favourite though. Wonder why. Also I love your blog and haven’t had a chance to say in while.

    1. Kerry says:

      Thank you, Maria! Always nice to hear.

  4. Rosalynn says:

    I am re-watching Season 4 now in breathless anticipation of March 25…and I actually don’t know enough people who like to talk about it as much as I do, so I hope it will come up again here on your blog!

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

Order my Latest Novel


Sign up for Pickle Me This: The Digest

Best of the blog delivered to your inbox each month! The Digest also includes news and updates about my creative projects and opportunities for you to work with me.

Stop Wondering about Blogging, and Build a Blog That’s Wonder-Full:

Get My New Free Download: 5 MORE Prompts to Bring Back Your Blogging Spark!

Photo Kerry Clare with her Laptop

My Books

The Doors
Twitter Pinterest Pinterest Good Reads RSS Post