Showing posts with label Struck by Genius. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Struck by Genius. Show all posts

Thursday, September 25, 2014

September 25: Best Storyteller, "Struck by Genius," My Book Bag

"Charlotte is the best storyteller I ever heard," said Fern, poking her dish towel into a cereal bowl.

Yes, the little spider does spin a good yarn (pun intended).  Charlotte tells stories about the Brooklyn Bridge and flying spiders and fish trapped in spiderwebs.  Her little narratives keep all residents of the Zuckerman barn in rapt attention.


This evening, my book club met to discuss the memoir Struck by Genius by Jason Padgett and Maureen Seaberg.  The book chronicles Padgett's traumatic brain injury and its aftermath.  Padgett suffers from PTSD, OCD, and depression as a result.  He also develops acquired savant syndrome and mathematical synesthesia.  He is the only person in the world to have both of these gifts.

What this means is that, when Padgett steps into the bathroom in the morning and turns on the faucet, he sees the geometry of the water falling into the sink, swirling down the drain.  His interaction with the world is seen through this incredible geometric lens.  Where we see leaves in trees, Padgett sees fractals and versions of the irrational number pi.

He is also able to understand complex mathematical concepts and ideas intuitively it seems.  Padgett is transformed from a guy who hated math in high school into a mathematical savant able to discuss the number pi and its importance to the very structure of the universe.  He can make pi sound like the lost Ark of the Covenant.

His tale is incredible, and Padgett and Seaberg tell it with great beauty.  While the discussions of theoretical math may turn some readers off, they are tempered with the human elements of narrative:  Padgett's self-imposed exile; his love affair with his wife, Elena; his conversations with ex-cons and cerebral palsy sufferers about the importance of pi.  The authors link the two sides of Padgett's life together, showing how one (synesthesia, acquired savant syndrome) influences the other (being a husband, father, and victim of a traumatic brain injury) and vice versa.

It's a hard sell, but Seaberg and Padgett are great salespeople.

And that's what is in Saint Marty's book bag tonight.

How Jason Padgett sees the world

Thursday, September 4, 2014

September 4: Hard to Sleep, Coughing, Book Bag

The night seemed long.  Wilbur's stomach was empty and his mind was full.  And when your stomach is empty and your mind is full, it's always hard to sleep.

Wilbur is excited.  A voice has promised to be his friend, and the voice said she would introduce herself in the morning.  Therefore, Wilbur is unable to sleep.  He waits and waits for the first rays of sun in the sky.  For his new friend.

I use this paragraph as an introduction because I have been having great difficulty sleeping this past week.  Not because of some disembodied voice.  Not because I'm hungry.  And not because my mind is full.  It's because I spend most of the night coughing up a lung.

I caved this afternoon and made an appointment with a doctor.  The doctor told me I have acute bronchitis, exacerbated by possible asthma.  Basically, the cold I had last week has settled in my lungs and is now turning my nights into tuberculosis time.

I have not had the energy to read a whole lot this past week.  I recently started the book Struck by Genius by Jason Padgett.  It's about Padgett's traumatic brain injury and onset of acquired savant syndrome.  Basically, Padgett went from being a shiftless, partying 30-year-old boy to a mathematical genius.  So far, the book is brilliant.  More to come on that.

That's my book bag at the moment.  My thoughts are clouded, and my lungs hurt.

That's all Saint Marty's got.

A portrait of last night