(via teachingliteracy)
(Source: booksandnerds)
(Source: ohinsomnia, via teachingliteracy)
1. Read a literal shit-ton of books
2. Get my dad to read and love The Hunger Games
about the loss a reader feels when finishing- truly finishing- a series, or even a book. The inevitable pang of reaching that last page, growing worse while you’re skimming through the acknowledgements even though you aren’t really reading it, is so familiar to a devoted reader. Perhaps that’s why I went on a hiatus from reading; I found others ways to escape the world that didn’t have such a soul-wrenching feeling as the moment of hitting that last page, speed reading to see the end, then returning to it, reading each word again as if to confirm that it is indeed over and not just one of those half-hazed dreams that occur when your mind wanders while reading. Those who’ve never held reading close to their hearts can never understand the loss readers face- in those final moments, words, pages, chapters, covers, we are loosing a world, loosing characters that have become friends, enemies, lovers, we are loosing a bit of ourselves that can only be partially recovered (because, let’s face it, we’re never the same as when we first experienced the tale) as we re-read the book when we shut the book. Tears, hopes, dreams, hate, anger- we leave it all within the pages of the books, our stories become entangled with the characters’ we loose ourselves in. When readers…well…read, we become a part of a world that will never really be ours. Like splitting our souls hundreds of thousands of times, we create horcruxes out of our best of friends, books.
