To fellow readers
‘When surrounded by books, you’re never alone’.
It is true. It’s a neverending story. Aren’t you excited when you start a new book, a novel, a thriller? Even having read the abstract you don’t know anything about the story, the conclusion. Description after description you draw the lines of the characters, the landscape, the neighborhood. Despite the protagonists depiction, personality and psychology, you have for sure someone in your mind, someone real who doesn’t have anything in common with the characters of the book but fits really well for the role. The last words get you to amazement, sadness, disappointment, uncertainty but have given you for a moment the pleasure of being elsewhere living someone else’s life.
Books have this power. A break in your ordinary existence. A development of imagination, a work on memory.
What are the books that have given you those feelings?
Cecilia