Like wine aficionados there are book connoisseurs and there are book consumers… I think fall into the consumer category for both wine and books, often indulging in a trashy book and a cleanskin at the same time, my guilty pleasure. Sometimes I will read a book simply because it is so beautifully composed, reading and re-reading eloquent passages for the sheer joy of the prose, but most of the time I’ve got my nose stuck in an addictive trilogy just to find out what nasty things Christian Grey does next to Annastasia Steele! I don’t care why you read as long as you are not missing out on to world of books!
Like me, my friend Catherine is an avid reader and it appears also a fabulous writer. She recently showed me a piece she had casually tapped into the notes app of her iPhone and I loved it so much I insisted on sharing it on my blog. I also asked her to pick her top 5 book recommendations to accompany her piece.
It is a place of blissful escapism
where those left behind in the mortal world
cannot reach me without physical intervention.
I don’t need to know what heaven is, I’ve already found it.
to everyday vernacular, each uplifting in its own way.
I have found heaven riding the waves of the ocean,
flying on the back of a dragon, walking through a wardrobe,
being chased by a serial killer, as a guest at a neighbour’s
opulent parties and falling in love over a snow cone.
To name only a few.
a collective soul floating on the luxuriousness of language.
A tragic waste of language
by those who have the means to understand.
The withholding of knowledge
that would allow those in the most despairing of situations
the ability to seek a moment’s respite;
their portion of heaven,
if only for five minutes.
I believe the essence of a reader’s being
will miss this heaven in spite of the unknown.
A golden nugget somewhere within a reader
that radiates warmth in the presence of literature.
A genetic predisposition to the worship of the word.