Reading books

When we pick up a book, any book, we have certain expectations about what we are going to be reading.  Certain genres have traditional styles or types of writing and it can be disappointing when these are not apparent in the story.

As Johnathan has been poorly for so long, it has given me lots of opportunities to indulge in reading different stories or books.  This has also helped me to relax and be able to focus on something else for a while and been the type of self care I can use during this period of time.

I don’t know if you  use Kindle reading or some kind of electronic method of reading books, but I have found it absolutely invaluable.  It has meant I don’t need to go out looking for books or ordering them to be delivered.  They are there at the touch of a few buttons and I can be whisked away to somewhere completely different in seconds.

One of the options, based on what you read, is suggestions of further books the device believes you might find interesting.  So I have been making use of this part of the app and discovered books I would never have even considered reading if I was looking for myself.

However, there was one book that was recommended and I was really enjoying reading.  The writing was brilliant and easy to follow.  The words were put together well and carefully.  In fact, I was LOVING the book and SUDDENLY the style and content completely changed.  To the extent the book became stiff and unwieldy with none of the ease of expression that had been evident in the first half.  I mean, seriously, I was stunned to read expressions like “visual orifice.”  I read until the end in the hope it would return to the original style, but it didn’t.

TREASURE

A well written book, in the accustomed style of the genre, needs to continue that way to the end, or the reader can become frustrated and not want to read more from that specific author again.