Wednesday, 23 October 2013

“So many books, so little time.”

The hardest question I find to answer is "What is your favourite book?". How can you possibly choose out of over 130 million different titles? I certainly have not read millions of them but out of each book I have read, I come away with something new- each book tells you a different story, with different characters and a different ending. Trying to pick a favourite book is like trying to choose your favourite person but because they all have something slightly different about them you can't compare them.

I've always loved reading. I think the thing that fascinates me the most is that just a bunch of words on a page can create something that has so much meaning. To many people, they will read the book at face value but to me, there is nothing better then really getting beneath the front cover and finding out all the hidden meanings (whether they were the authors intentions or not) because there is no right or wrong answer: a book will be whatever you make it out to be. That is the beauty of reading a book: you can take from it what you want to. It may be different to the person next to you who is reading it but it just shows that you have both found what it means to you and what parts of your life, views or opinions you found in that book- you can't argue with that. If anything it's more exciting when someone disagrees with your thoughts on a book or an idea in the book because this sparks discussion and this can only further your understanding more.

Other book lovers out there will understand when I say that my 'to read' pile is no longer a pile but in fact an entire shelf. There is just so many books that I want to read whether it be a classic or the latest teen fiction or a play or just a book that took my fancy (hence why my book list is so long and forever expanding). I want to read as much as I can whenever I can and from as my genres as I can because you can never be bored of reading, right? Right.

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