I remember a time when I was simply a reader. I would pick up a book and escape to a new world, somewhere I had never been, a place of make believe. I could become the heroine, the damsel in distress or even the sassy sidekick, who ever I wanted to be. I could live in a world where love is greater than anything else. I relished in every word, floated into their lives and literally could not put the book down until I had read every last word! (I'm the same way with movies, I refuse to stop a movie halfway through, even if it's bad)
But no longer I am just a reader now that I have become a writer....I am a critiquer. I can't simply enjoy those words, I have to scrutinize, pick them apart and wonder how I could have written that any differently. While I do believe I am learning and growing from all of it, darn it, sometimes I just want to be a reader! I don't want to carry my notepad and pen every where I decide to curl up with my book, book light percariously attached to the top so the hubby doesn't huff and puff at me.
I want to block it out and get carried away from the real world, but alas, I am a writer now, so books will never be the same from me. Don't get me wrong I will never stop reading, that is a passion that will never die, it just isn't the same anymore.
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Monday, February 8, 2010
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