For a writer, there’s nothing sadder than meeting someone who says, “I never read.” A close second is, “I only read magazines. I never read books.”
This is depressing!
If I could say something to these non-readers it would be, “Read something! I don’t care what it is, but if you look around you are going to find something, some genre or another, that you are going to like.”
I’m a slow reader so I understand the “commitment phobia” that sets in at the prospect of 300, 400 or more pages. But with ebooks no one knows how long it took me to read ‘The White Queen’ this summer (I loved it) or that I flipped back and forth between an Agatha Christie classic and a new indie mystery on a recent plane ride, because one of them was crawling and I was itching to land.
With short story collections, novellas, ‘standard novels’ and behemoth sagas that roll from volume to volume, to choose from—length shouldn’t be an obstacle.
Then there’s non-fiction…. Yes, non-fiction. I read it. I sometimes even love it. And, although I’m fiction-inclined, if someone tells me they prefer history or biography or philosophy to mystery, fantasy, romance and the rest, I’m fine. It’s just the NO BOOKS at all that makes me cringe.
Do you have any thoughts about this? Please share.