I’m usually reading two or three things at a time. One item is typically a frivolous fast read, maybe a romance, to keep me in the loop. There also might be something military-themed, like Rob O’Neill’s autobiography or the book my son gave me about Alexander Hamilton. Then, there are things like Quiet, by Susan Cain. You must love the lengthy subtitle: the power of introverts in a world that can’t stop talking. Admittedly, it took me a while to purchase the book and it’s also taking me a while to read it. Not because of the subject matter or the way it’s written. Maybe I just want to take my sweet time reading all about myself.
I’m currently on Chapter 6 (of 11) and while it is a little bit like reading a textbook, I find it refreshing to read the research behind introversion. What it is, why it is (that’s what I’m in the middle of now) and soon (hopefully – don’t spoil it for me) how to best use introversion to my advantage <insert evil genius laugh here>. Part of my mind is telling me that Ms. Cain is not saying anything I don’t already know through experience, but another part of my mind is telling me to shut up and let her quantify what I already know. She’s got a whole following, I follow her on LinkedIn because to do more is redundant, and apparently a community committed to getting the virtues of introverts OUT THERE, which I find ironic yet wonderful.
As a Gen-Xer, I find her idea of temperament-inclusive cultures a little too snowflakey for my liking, yet wonder what might have happened had introversion been seen as something other than a negative when I received my Myers-Briggs results at the end of my grad school experience. The recommended career for me? Archive librarian. So I wouldn’t have to deal with any animate objects in my 9-5 life. The information was presented to me in a negative light, so what did I do? I got mad and took a sales job.
It’s been nice to not have to battle against my nature so often in the last few years. I can’t wait to see how this book ends…