|Would be a very sad world indeed! I think we have a deeply-rooted need to tell stories and to listen to them, and at some point we developed a strong need to write them down so we could read them. As someone who will read the back of a cereal box if there is nothing else available, I am glad for all the books we have to read!
Some of us become readers for life, and I’m not sure how that happens. I have read that children who grow up in homes where the parents read are many times more likely to become avid readers themselves, and that has proven true in my life. My mother was an avid reader and I became a total bookworm. My two children grew up with books everywhere in our house, and both my husband and I read a lot. I now have two avid reader children.
After the first Harry Potter book came out and we read it out loud, the subsequent volumes became problematic because they got thicker and thicker. My voice gave out and my entire family demanded more – read more! I tried croaking through yet another chapter, but then got the audio versions for two and three. After that we all wanted to read the newest Harry Potter on our own so we could go as fast as we wanted to go – and we ended up buying four copies of the last few volumes in the series so we could ALL read them FIRST.
With technology making readers’ dreams come true (how many of us wished and dreamed and imagined that we could get any book we wanted with the blink of an eye!) via Kindles and Nooks and all the various e-reader devices, it’s interesting to look at how reading itself has changed. There is instant gratification now when it comes to books. The instant a title is available we can get it within a few seconds or a few days. I know for me this has meant a much larger reading pile, whether it be on my night table or on my Kindle, and when it’s time to pick the next read, I often have a hard time doing so because there are SO MANY books waiting for me.
With all these books it’s hard to think what it might be like without any at all. I imagine we would eventually go back to telling stories, out loud, to satisfy what seems to be a human need for tales that have beginnings, middles, and ends. With all the twists and turns that come between.
What do you think about it? :)