In my opinion reading is one of the greatest past times. I will read any book or every book (although I do have a soft spot for authors like Jodi Picoult and Sarah Dessen who focus on self-discovery through everyday hardships all the while including just a hinge of romance). My only ‘must’ when reading a book is that I’m holding an actual copy rather than a digital copy. There’s just something about holding a book in my hands, personally flipping page after page (rather than mindlessly swiping left as if I was merely on Tinder)… When I feel the pages between my fingers, it’s like my touch brings life to these characters and they step out of the book. I feel what they feel, I understand what they’re going through, I become immersed into their lives and slowly they become my friends too, reading every detail along side me.
It’s crazy I know, but reading an lively story on such an inanimate object (phone, tablet, computer…), it just feels like I’m doing the author and myself such a injustice. This characters that are so delicately crafted no longer come to life with the swipe of my finger, but rather they feel trapped within the constraints of the device. I don’t sympathize, I don’t understand, they don’t become my friends. On these devices I read to say I read. But when I read a real life book, I read to forget about my life for a little bit (and whatever might be worrying me that day) and I get thrown into these characters lives learning the same lessons as them. And the fact that some of these authors do just that, and so elegantly is some pretty powerful stuff in my opinion. Reading is one of the greatest past times, I just wish more people did it rather get caught up in the insignificance’s of social media or whatever else their phone has to offer.