I realized just a few minutes ago that I'm getting frustrated. Over books. Yeah....books. Everywhere I look emails, newspapers, magines, there's a list of yet another book I want to read-- right now. This minute. And let's face it, that's what summer is all about--- it's just that I can't get anything else done if I just give myself over to books. Now, it's not like I'm a career diplomat or brain surgeon who has appointments every minute of each day. It's just that once I start reading, and a book is really good, I'm gone. I barely even get hungry.
My mom used to be a big reader and I remember as a little girl telling my mom one summer that I "was bored, there was nobody to play with ", etc. You know the little kid lament. She took me around the corner in our upstairs hall, to a double sided, three shelved book case and grabbed a book. She told me a little bit about the story, I grabbed it, and the rest is history. It just so happens it was Island of the Blue Dolphins and I've never gotten over the power of books since. I was that kid on the Island. I did all the stuff he did. Once I was finished with it, I went back to her for another suggestion and she gave me Caddie Woodlawn. Again, I disappeared, and this went on for ever. I read all of the Nancy Drew series and all the other spin offs--you name it, I read it. Mom either kept the books coming or handed me a kids reading list, and then drove me to the library where I'd get pissed if a book was already checked out. :) I'd choose something else-- but the waiting made me crazy.
And then came Gone with the Wind. My parents didn't see me for a week. And I'm a fast reader. I was holed up, with my book, and only took brief pit stops before I'd disappear again. And by the way, Scarlett O'Hara was not brunette--at least not in my book because I was her, and I'm NOT brunette. And I think that has to be my favorite thing about books: I get to be the casting director. If I don't like the way they describe the main character, and I'm playing her, then of course, she looks just like me--only better. But I'm still her. And if I don't care and just want to enjoy the story, then everybody stays just as the author created them to be--I keep my imaginary hands off.
Reading.....sooooo many books. Sooooo little time. I just have to do it.
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