When I used to read, I’d tear through books, turning pages as fast as I could to get to the next bit. I’d often re-read books I loved with that second read much slower, savoring each and every word. One year my brother gave me a hard copy of an Anne Rice novel, Taltos, for Christmas. A couple of weeks later he asked me how I was enjoying my book. I told him I’d read the book the day after he gave it to me.
He was in disbelief. “The whole thing? You read the whole thing already?”
I was pragmatic, “Well, of course, I did. I read it the day after you gave it to me.”
He was quite put out, letting me know that hard copy books were not cheap, and he expected me to have not finished it for a couple weeks.
I just shook my head. “Sweetie, I read 5-7 books a week, depending on how long they are. I’ve probably read 10 books since then. But I loved it. I really did!”
I felt bad, but I think he felt worse. “I’m never buying you another book. I wanted to give you something special.”
“But you did!”
And I meant that with all my heart. I really did enjoy my present. I even re-read it at some point. But I did tend to read quickly.
These days I rarely get to re-read a book so I tend to read slower the first time. I try to savor each book because I’m pretty sure I won’t be getting back to it any time soon, if ever.
I love being able to get into the story and into the characters’ minds to figure out what makes them tick. I take a lot more breaks, and think about what I’ve read more so than in days past, letting the words sink into my subconscious. Scenes and phrases stay with me longer and seem to be more vibrant than those days when I raced through. And those days when I’m tempted to just tear through a book, I remind myself that I need to slow down and savor each and every bit. Savor…such a lovely word.
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