Reading is often called a ‘solitary’ activity.
Fair enough, it’s something you do on your own, without needing the company of others –
(sometimes, to avoid the company of others).
You are never alone with a good book, though. Many happy hours of my life have been spent with my nose in a book, enjoying the company of its characters.
When I am in to a good book, I feel like I get to know its characters. Just like in real life, I have my favourites, and those I don’t like so much. Just like in real life, I root for my favourite people.
There have been times I have missed characters and the world they are set in when I have finished the book, so engrossed have I been in it.
Some books are addictive page-turners. Just one more chapter…
There have been times when I have sacrificed sleep in order to find out what happens next.
Books can transport you to different time zones, different places, different countries, different planets, different universes simply by turning a page.
Books can educate. Not just textbooks, or non-fiction: fiction can inform, too. If I read a book that is based on fact or real events, however tenuous the link, I like to look things up, read around the subject to find out more.
Outside on a bright day, feeling the warmth of the sun on your skin as you turn the pages.
Tucked up under a blanket on a chilly day,
Books can help you fill the time, to entertain
In the waiting room, on the bus, or on the train.
In public ignoring the strange looks when made to laugh out loud, or moved to tears.
Reading a book beats making small talk with strangers, though.
The book is good company.
Even in solitude
You are never alone with a good book.
Linking up with Mum Turned Mom – prompt word ‘solitary’.