I read an excerpt fromThe Shallows: What the Internet Is Doing to Our Brains by Nicholas Carr, and I have to say it struck a familiar, sad chord with me. Carr, along with a handful of peers, admit that while they were oncevoraciousreaders, they now can barely stand to sit and read an entire work of prose. It pains me to say thatI must count myself among them. I thought perhaps it was just that my tastes in books had changed, or stress and being overworked has left my brain too tired, but the...