Reading is something that I have always loved, ever since I was very young. I remember the first book I ever read on my own, something about a mouse named Max that had a house. As a pre-teen I remember my grandma, who also loves books, supplying me with a wide variety of stuff to read from the Little House on the Prairie series by Laura Ingalls Wilder to R.L. Stine's Fear Street books.
I personally believe there is a lot of value in reading for pleasure. I read statistics that say that a vast majority of people in our country never read a book for their own entertainment and enjoyment after they graduate high school. It breaks my heart to think that some people loathe reading because they were forced to read works that never really truly appealed to them. As someone who has depended on short stories and novels to pass the time, it's hard for me to imagine my life without them.
I do go through really odd phases where I will be really interested in reading every new thing i can, devouring thousands and thousands of pages only to fall into a deep valley where I am not interested in fiction at all. During those dark times, I feel like my mind begins to atrophy, my imagination left horribly under stimulated.
The written word isn't my only passion, but it likely is the one I have held dearest for so long. I'm the rare sort of person who would be content to sit in the library for hours on end, just enjoying the presence of so many amazing possibilities buried in the pages.
I have a love for all sorts of books and stories. Old books, especially vintage science fiction books, really excite me. I get a sense of exhilaration holding a book in my hands that has likely been enjoyed by other people throughout the years. Any bibliophile also enjoys the feel and the smell of a brand-new book, it's pages crisp and white with that distinctive "new book" scent. My favorite stories and books span many genres, but they all have the same thing at the core-depth of characters, ones that I can relate to, ones that I am sad to leave when I close the cover.
I will write about how these things touch me, as well as thoughts on all different types of works. To love books is to ponder them, dissect them (to a degree) and that is my sole intention here.
Stephanie
May 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
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