I can’t recall when I started reading, what I know for sure is that I couldn’t stop. It’s a hobby that revitalizes my soul, and it’s a healthy habit. Surprisingly, the more I read the more I became aware of my being in general. Here’s how;
I read mostly fiction, and while my vocabulary improves and benefits my journalistic skills. Reading is informative, it’s a low key crash course. An entertaining and relaxing pastime, it allows me to tap into unexplored topics. So basically, you literary get woke.
If textbooks could be written alike fiction books, academic studies would be more fun. My memory and attention span has improved which means more brain power but also, now I find myself spending more time on building a story rather than rushing through the details.
Ever had a life changing experience? well, reading changes the way we think, this is referred to as growing into consciousness. This effect enables me to put myself in the characters’ shoes, figuratively and biologically. It could be experiencing the sensations the book is describing. Crying when a character dies? getting emotional? It’s all part of it.
Here’s what I refer to as literary magic. Reading continuously and then suddenly the books come together to equal more than just the sum of their parts. I experienced with when I read Everyday Sexism by Laura Bates, Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi and Rape: A South African nightmare by Pumla Dineo Ngola. Reading these books one after the other was like the perfect meal. The right combination that is balanced and compliments each other in new and exciting ways.
It’s the little things in life that make the biggest difference, especially if that little thing is reading. Don’t limit yourself, read and explore the wonders of your imagination.