The above quote is from George RR Martin.
I read to escape. I read to learn. I read to feel. I read to travel. I read to see the world through a stranger’s eyes. One great book hits all these points. When I was young and awkward, not knowing where I fit in, I escaped to worlds outside our small brick home. I read everything from encyclopedias, Readers Digests, and the “Boxcar Children”, about unwanted kids who ran away and lived in an abandoned Boxcar. Reading stimulated me and made me excited to leave and travel to at least some of the places that I had first learned about through a story. Most of my travel itineraries were formed from the books I had read. I visited India fourteen times. Sicily twice. Italy, France, England, Germany, and Japan.
I’ve always loved books and though there are only a few that I reread once or twice a year, I’ve collected hundreds of them. When I meet someone who has read a favorite we become instant friends as I did this past summer in Paris, over the love of a book called “Perfume” by Patrick Suskind. This book is written from the point of view of the main character’s nose. Smelling life as it was in eighteenth-century France and forever searching for another scent to make into a perfume.
Now, because I’ve run out of space and am no longer attached to the stiff paper and ink, I download every book I want. I devour books quickly, Like a rich meal without ensuing indigestion. I don’t finish every book I start, no longer wasting my time trying to follow something that dries up by the next paragraph.
I would at times like to jump into a book and live that life, and run wild with those characters being free.
John Shinavier MA