Why do you read? At my age I read to be entertained, to learn a new quilting technique, and also on how to write better. There is nothing more relaxing to me than sitting in my chair, with the cat on my lap, enjoying a good book, especially if it is raining. We could get really argumentative about what makes a good book, but let’s suffice it to say, everyone likes something different and there are lots to choose from.
Students of any age are required to read all sorts of books. Some are novels to be discussed in a class, some are books on particular subjects, and others are instructional. I’m sure there is a wide range of how much one is enjoyed and/or the information is retained.
When my children were young I read them Winnie the Pooh and characterized all the voices. We all enjoyed it. Sometimes it was a work-out to switch from a high-pitched piglet to a bass Eeyore, but I got pretty good at it. I read it in front of a group of children at a fun night at church and one of the parents came to me after and said, “No one ever read to me like that.” I took it as a very high compliment. I miss the closeness that those sessions brought to us.
I just finished a novel that I would describe as a word-picture book. There was very little plot, but the pictures of the scenery the author described were fantastic. In the writing classes I have taken, they emphasize making every word count. These word pictures lent little to the story and if you took them all out, the book would be almost a short story. It won a prize for the descriptive writing which is all right, but I sure had trouble understanding where the “make every word count” fit in. When I look at my own writing and try to edit it, it makes me question what words count and frustrates me.
What ever you are doing today, may I suggest taking a few minutes to read a book. Put your daily life on hold for a bit, relax, and enjoy the process.