Words

I wrote of Treasure before. I will write again. I realize now why I love Books so much.

Each book is a Treasure of words.
Easy words, hard words, words you never read before.
Annoying words, words best read out loud. Words that tickle.
Words that surprise or horrify!

Where would we be without them? Reading them brings Angst, Tears, and Joy.

I collect old books....mostly Hardcover because those are the ones I will be most
apt to read. Some of them are beautiful just to look at...imagine whats inside.

I think we have gotten too far away from using our imaginations.
With all of the ways to entertain ourselves, picking up a Book is
still the best one I can think of doing.

I began collecting Books a long time ago. Going from Garage Sale
to Garage Sale, books were and are the best bargain. I was given
access to a collection of books one time that I could not resist.
I knew of the many people who had read them before me.
The books were going to be destroyed if I did not give them
a new home. I did so and have never regretted that choice.

Now, thats not to say my family did not regret it. They still complain
often about how I have too many of them and the clutter continues
to grow. They are right of course, and I have begun to try to resist
the temptation of buying many new ones. I have found some wonderful
resources to recycle them, so feel better about them as I know they
will no longer just be destroyed, but moved on to another happy
reader.

I sit every day spending time with a Book. I figure that I have to.
This is the only way I will ever be able to read the wonderful
Collection I have already. I have even recently gone to the Public
Library instead of buying the latest Series of 6 novels I wanted
to delve into.

You see, I am not only reading for the total joy of it, but as
an escape, a way to travel, and a way to learn about the world.
One cannot find a better hobby, or an easier one to take along
with them almost anywhere they want to go. They pack easily,
are sturdy, and can be picked up and put down without losing
the story or the adventure.

I have to admit I do not choose paperbacks much anymore.
Some of them are larger and the print is ok for my eyes, but
the smaller ones are too small of a print for my eyes to read
easily, so I do my best to get the story in Hardcover or in the
larger Paperbacks most stores now carry.

I knew I needed to get to reading before my Eyesight gets
to the point where I do not enjoy the trip of the mind.
I remember my Mom being an avid reader for many
years, and now I understand why.

She lost that skill the last few years, and I am sure it was
frustrating to her when that and the ability to Sew passed
out of her hands.

I never thought about writing anything of merit. I never
even wrote in my Diary much as a Child. I never realized
that I might enjoy reading what I wrote some day, even
if it was trivial and repetative. Now I realize I want to
try my hand at it, and only write for my own entertainment.

I got past that roadblock that was keeping me from
having time alone with myself and just unwinding by
putting words on paper.

The point of this story is really just to get busy
and Read. Write also as it too can be a good
escape. These are inexpensive ways to
self entertain that are not illegal, immoral, or
fattening.

Ok, so they can be, but I read the legal stuff;
the only bordering on immoral, but not going over;
and the not so fattening, unless its a Cookbook.

Oh, and I hope you at least smiled as you
read this writing.

Hugs

Katie