I just finished Just Take My Heart by Mary Higgins Clark. And I read the 300 plus page book in three days. It just made me want to keep reading. It was exciting and thrilling and a mystery. It made me mad and sad and happy and laugh. I was basically was the full rainbow. And sometimes I feel silly when I read a book and laugh out aloud or get teary-eyed. But that's the point of a book. You're supposed to get sucked in and you're supposed to leave your world behind and take on this other world. And that's what I love about books. Because no matter what's going on in my life, I can go to someone else's world, even if it's just for a little while, and escape my own. I will admit that sometimes I come back to my world after reading this other one and wonder what I did wrong and why I can't get it all fixed like in the book. And sometimes I come back to my world and realize that I have it pretty dang good.
It just amazes me when people say that they don't read because I wonder where they go and escape to. And I know everyone has their own methods to escape from the world we're living in, which we all need, but sometimes those methods aren't the best choice. I just find that books are the most rewarding. Granted I love movies, almost to a fault I love movies. But there's something different about using your own imagination to envision the world in the book and the people and all the little quirks. It just brings your mind alive.
So now after finishing my page-turning last book, I now begin another. It's called How to Bake a Perfect Life. I know nothing about this book other than what it says on the back and the picture on the cover. And let's just face it, every book I have ever picked up I have judged by the cover and I have yet to read a book that I just hated. So we'll see how this one goes.
~B~
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