Ah, gentle reader. I combed my stacks for something “Inspiring” to read for the 2026 Winter Reading Challenge. You might remember, gentle reader, that I also had trouble with the “Feels Good” category last year, settling for Hope Always Wins. Which might have made a good entry this year for this category, but, alas, I’d already read it. I had one of the small poetry collections I get bundled for fifty cents at the Friends of the Springfield-Greene County Library book sale with “Inspirational” in the subtitle, but I’ve already got two poetry collections on this list. So I found this book, which I bought…. I dunno. No book sale marks on it, no ABC Books sticker on it–I think I received this as a gift. Someone gave me a book. Probably my beautiful wife. Its subtitle is The Teachings of Bruce Lee, and the author is his daughter (who was four when he died).
So, inspiring? Well, it made me want to practice martial arts (which, of course, I haven’t, because that would not be wasting my time like writing twee little apps) and to watch the Bruce Lee movies I bought a year ago (soon, now that I’m about a book and a half away from completing the Winter Reading Challenge). This book is really three books in one:
- A biography of Bruce Lee’s adult years, studying philosophy, working in Hollywood, starting his martial art (jeet kune do), and writing.
- A memoir of the daughter as she works through some of her issues, seeking knowledge from a variety of thought sources and practices, and landing on her father’s writing as she takes the reins of Bruce Lee’s enterprises in adulthood.
- A self-help book, nominally based on the works and writings of Bruce Lee (paraphrased), but run through a corporate-speak blender. At several points in the book, I lost the thread of thought because I was counting variations on to be as the verb in a sentence. In some places it was over fifty percent. Maybe sixty. It’s just not compelling writing, although it improved later in the book where it got punchier.
It was definitely a slow read for its subject matter, better in the spots where she’s exegesisating on something of her father’s, and I did get one or two things out of it, particularly the way the book differentiates react versus respond. Also, she documents one day of his workout regimen which includes hundreds of punches, which reminds me (as so much does) that I have a heavy bag which I rarely use–and I should, especially since a martial arts class yesterday showed me again how my left side kicking strength has withered. So the book inspired me to watch Bruce Lee movies and to work out more, especially in my martial arts skills.
The book could have benefited from an editing to trim the corporatese language and to punch it up with some action verbs. Did I use “punch up” and “punchier” in a book report on a book about Bruce Lee? You betcha. It’s my blog, and I do what I want.
