my mind while reading.

I've started a new goal for this summer and life in general, and that is simply to read more. I have just finished my third book, and I just want to express how remarkably fascinating the action of reading is. Here is "my mind while reading." Enjoy!

When I read a new book I open the cover, pass through title page and copyrights, find the start. The start is one of the most important things to me, and you have to hit it racing, chasing ideas through your head, at every period you are never stopping, and strain your eyes so that you never blinking. The first page is always read the fastest. You are golden if you get through the first page and read it only once. The first page is always read last, even after the end to remember what happened for you, to begin this magical journey through something, one simply calls a novel. The best part about a novel is that it lasts. Some people never read the ending to their favorite book because they never want the thrill, the emotion, the tension, the commotion, the overall excitement it evokes to be finished, be done, be over, to end. You go through the pages and chapters and fall in love with the characters, the people you want to have in real life, the happiness they feel, or even the suffering they endure because you just, want, to feel, something, anything. They have something you don't, and miraculously you get to discover and empathize their thoughts. In some books you know everything, and others you know nothing, but always after reading a book you get to hold that masterpiece in your hand and keep the memories, the journey, the experience in a couple hundred small but physical pieces of paper that became part of your soul for what seem like a brief, but everlasting moment. So many different thoughts go through my head when reading a piece of literature, and more times then not, I get sucked into the atmosphere of the fictional world and become enwrapped, enthralled, engaged with what all is going on, until.. Until someone comes in the room, until someone says my name, until it's too dark now to read without a light, until I suddenly realize I have been reading for hours, drinking from a ice cold turned room temperature glass of water, and really need a potty break. But I love those instances when you actually become the words on the page, it's a different world, life, beginning, middle, and end, that you are apart of. And when I reach the end, there has not been a time where I have sat directly where I was sitting before feeling emotionless and like oh that's cool. Nay sir, I have to get up, I just finished a book! Regardless the outcome of the story, I go into a room anywhere to be by myself except for the place I was just reading and just stand, pace, or sit pondering for a quick moment, smile, and then go back to the last page and read the last paragraph just to be sure I finished. Life has its moments where it surprises you, saddens you, escapes you, lifts you, hurts you, and loves you. So without further adieu, pick up a book and live it all without leaving your chair, bed, floor, wherever you choose to hear your favorite author. Simple word of advice: READ! -Clara Jane