I love books. I have been attracted to reading since I was a little girl. The way that I love books is similar to the way Fadiman describes her family's love. My love is mostly a mixture of the two. Although I can't quite say of I purely have a courtly love because I have OCD. TO me a paper in general deserves to stay flat and smooth, the way it was made, unless meant to be folded in some way. This causes me to be very careful with my pages when I'm reading.
When I read a book, I do not get aggressive at all no matter what my feelings are. When I turn a page, my finger caresses the top to bottom right before grasping the page to be turned. I feel a book deserves respect for the ways it helps you relaz and the many things it does for you. You can never truly tell if a book is worn out from really being mistreated or if someone has used it so much that its life is nearly over. I always usea book mark because I feel it's the best way to show the book that you care about it's pages.
Also when reading a book my carnal love shows by the vast movement of my eyes and the pace that I read the book in. Almost any book can transport me to another time or place. When reading a book that I intimately connect with, I feel everything going on as if its just playing in my head. I live breathe, feel the words that were written on the pages. The intimate connection is deeper than just being able to see the words play in my head, I thirst for more. Once I stop, whether to take a snack or bathroom break, it's like the book has stopped too. I come back to the real world infront of me. When I read again, it's like I never stopped, I never left the world or place that I'm in during the story. Often times I find myself in a place of intimacy where I cannot quench my thirst for more unless there is a sequel. It's like an addiction. I don't know how to stop!
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