Shh, she’s writing
..and then reading it. And then writing again.
If you feel that you could use some music to shut out from the outer world (and noises) and have some concentration, here you have a wonderful mix of instrumentals to help you. My favourite contemporary classic, Ludovico Einaudi:
Writingly yours,
Quote of the day
So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he is exhausted. Don’t use very sad, use morose. Language was invented for one reason, boys – to woo women – and, in that endeavor, laziness will not do. It also won’t do in your essays.— John Keating, Dead Poet’s Society
My Kiki-love
As I talked about reading as an essential part of my day (and life), I wanted to introduce you to my BFF.
- Name: Kiki
- Breed: Kindle Keybord (a.k.a. “3”) of the Electronic Readers
- Age: About 9 months
Some birthday pictures (happy delivery) 🙂
This is not a review, pro(s) and con(s), etc.
All I have to say is that I love my Kiki to pieces. It’s compact, yet I can have my 150 books with me the whole time . It’s slim and good looking and oh-so-smart with all that features and functions for bookmarking, taking notes, making clippings and easy information sharing. Buy and download a book in less than a minute (with build-in WiFi), use the build-in dictionary with just one click…
I could only be sorry that I haven’t had a Kiki during my studies back in the university, it would have spared me so much efforts, especially for my literature classes.
Not that I don’t like the smell of books, mind you! But having a Kindle does not imply that you will stop for ever and the whole eternity your other readings. It means that you will have one more love.
If you are having second thought about purchasing a Kindle, don’t. Shoot away, it is worth it. Every cent!
Don’t ask me about the page, there are just percents here,
Reading equals life
Passion. Hunger. Need.
I wake up and one motion I do – a book I reach out for. Eyes still closed, I caress its cover, my door to imagination. The first thing in morning, the last thing at night. More than love. Sometimes an obsession. Reading is what gives me the drive, the motivation, the strive to live. Another world I submerge into. Hundreds of thousands of billions of ideas, of minds, of stories. In some of them I may find just a teeny-tiny piece of useful information, others could read my mind and expose me head to toe, naked to them, as if they had been written for myself and only me in the world. Good books tell us what we already know but hesitate to confess – our deepest concerns, fears, loves and hopes. Our selves.
I dream about libraries and the soft, vanilla-like scent of books, centuries talks about life and the adventure of living and loads of dedicated to writing souls to show you the way.
I do not care about night clubs or posh meeting places, as long as I had a nice reading, blanket (and a cuppa tea).
Take books away from me and I will feel lost and confounded. Alone. Deserted.
Bring them back and I will breathe and smile again.
What does reading mean to you?
Shhh, I am taking a book,
so please write silently
AWARDS
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