Sunday read: indulge me an opportunity to reflect
Today, I want to reflect on why I read.
I definitely have a “type” of novel I gravitate to. I definitely don’t read a book because someone says it’s a bestseller or because it’s been shortlisted for or the winner of a literary award.
I read because I love the act. I read because it allows me to lose myself in a solitary space in the pages of a book peopled with characters that I can imagine as I wish them to be. I read because a book is “unputdownable”.
So, while the works of Shakespeare sit in close proximity to Arundhati Roy’s writing on my bookshelves, so too is there a space for a few crime thrillers and romance novels. I even wrestle my pre-teen daughter for the books she’s reading.
Full disclosure: I love the Twilight series. I really do. But please don’t ask me to read the 50 Shades series again. I may hurl all over those badly-written pages.
Reading is an entirely subjective experience. And I love being free to be subjective without having to justify or explain it. And in a world where we’re increasingly turning to the instant-gratification realm of video and images, I believe literary snobbery is a dangerous game. I encourage my kids to read labels on food, signs at the supermarket, even dosage directions for their meds. It’s a habit I developed as a child and it grew into a love affair with words that serves me well even today.
I would love to know what encourages you to read. Drop me a comment or email and share your thoughts.
- Read more about the books I love here.