Me and books

I grew up in the world, where reading was a kind of standard and books a kind of treasure. We even had to take care of school books, teachers carefully checked their condition at the end of the school year. At that time there was a shortage of many goods, but every small town used to have a public library.

I loved books before I could read them and I remember the heavy bags I regularly carried home from the library. The books and the stories inside were the food I was starving for. I consumed almost everything without prejudice. I often read between the lines and put my own imagination into the written stories, so I used to have different feelings from my classmates who read the same book. And we talked about it! So I became an adult with the belief that reading books is like breathing, everyone does it.

Since then I’ve met a lot of people, even very intelligent ones, who just don’t like to read. It was before the digital boom and much more after. To be honest, it took me a while to accept it and stop judging people by whether they read books or not. And to be double honest, I had to go through the period of prioritizing my career over reading to come to such understanding.

Once I slowed down after 40, I went back to the books. I still read between the lines and often deal with the psychology of the characters more than the story. I love the visions that are born in my head while reading, they are a great source of further inspiration.

Obviously my confession is a little old school, but it fits. How about your attitude to books? There are tons of them and to my surprise even books with major grammatical errors are published! No wonder that books lose their cultural value and become consumer goods and then waste. I am so sorry for it.

With love and hugs,

Ivana

Musical skill

I’ve never played a musical instrument as I don’t have musical talent. I can’t even recognize a song by music, my only guide are words – if I catch them.

Since childhood, my singing has been more chanting. So I was told to just pretend singing and not spoil the fun of others. I was successful in all so call important school subjects and I couldn’t do something as simple as singing!

I ran from music to the books and remained loyal to them. They have their own rhythm and can also evoke strong emotions and stimulate imagination. When I am inside a book, I often realize a lot of things that the author didn’t write, but it still pops up from the pages. As if it was meant right for me, right for the moment. That’s why I consider reading books more intimate than an intellectual matter.

And do I miss music in my life? I wouldn’t say so. From my point of view it’s impossible to miss what you are not capable appreciate. What do you think?

So far I’m happy with the substitution the little smart girl came with.

Love and hugs,

Ivana