All things fiction...
I get really involved emotionally in whatever I'm doing usually. Listening to music, I'm analyzing the song, the lyrics, the state of mind of the artist. I can get really involved in whatever story I think is going on. Reading is no exception. I finished a book yesterday that I had started reading on Thursday or Friday and now I am distracted, wrapped up in the personal lives of the characters I was reading about. No longer able to live in their worlds (because the book is done) I'm left with unfinished lives in my brain. This always happens. I feel in my stomach thier duress or thier joy. And they're not real! Reading is always a love/hate thing for me. I hadn't been doing much of it lately. It is both tiring and relaxing for me, my body relaxes for once but my mind can't catch a break.
The book I read this week is called "Feast of Love" by Charles Baxter. Not a classic, nor a NY Times Bestseller. I usually stay away from NYTBS's wanting my opinions to feel less manufactured (that's silly, but I don't care). The book was good and stupid at the same time.
I recently went on a book spree, wanting to pick up some more reading. I had been promising myself this luxury since I graduated college (something along the lines of "I can't wait to sit down and read something other than a textbook"). I purchased "Feast of Love", "Judges" by Eli Wiezel and "Picture of Dorian Grey" as Brendon had started reading that and I was intrigued. I may not want to share literature with New York but I do like reading the same thing as, say, Brendon or Melanie, people I could discuss it with.
The book I read this week is called "Feast of Love" by Charles Baxter. Not a classic, nor a NY Times Bestseller. I usually stay away from NYTBS's wanting my opinions to feel less manufactured (that's silly, but I don't care). The book was good and stupid at the same time.
I recently went on a book spree, wanting to pick up some more reading. I had been promising myself this luxury since I graduated college (something along the lines of "I can't wait to sit down and read something other than a textbook"). I purchased "Feast of Love", "Judges" by Eli Wiezel and "Picture of Dorian Grey" as Brendon had started reading that and I was intrigued. I may not want to share literature with New York but I do like reading the same thing as, say, Brendon or Melanie, people I could discuss it with.
posted by Coco at 8:34 AM
2 Comments:
Yeah, we were seperated at birth. :)
I do the same thing with a good book. I get all involved with the characters and caught up in the story. Then, when the book is over, I practically go into a period of mourning. I can always read the book again, but it will never be the same as that first time where you are discovering everything with them. The first time you read it, you're going through the story too, but the next time it's like looking at pictures from the trip. (sigh)
I have two text books waiting for me at home tonight. At least those books are "safe". :)
I'm the same with reading! I have a vivid imagination so I feel as though I'm there with the characters of the books I read. Currently I am reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude" and I'm loving it because there's quite a bit of magic surrealism in it!
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