Scholarship was one thing, drudgery another. I very soon concluded that nothing would induce me to read, let alone make notes on, hundreds and hundreds of very, very, very boring books.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I know in this time of great technological advancement, the idea of reading a book seems almost anachronistic, but I think it's worth preserving.
Read much, but not many books.
Books have the power to be the light we are seeking at crucial moments in our lives. Reading helps us realize we are not alone, that we can change our circumstances and even achieve the impossible.
I loved to read, still do, and it seemed that the writing was a result of the love of books and reading and libraries.
I love deliberately badly written books.
I haven't been the kind of writer about whom book-length academic studies have been written.
I loved to read and to write, but then something happened. As I made my way through school, I kept getting handed books to read that didn't excite me and didn't even remotely connect to the realities of my life.
I read everything: fiction, history, science, mathematics, biography, travel.
I loved to read and would read anything that roused my interest, whether it was below my age level or above it, even if I could barely make sense of it.
Without books I would not have become a vivacious reader, and if you are not a reader you are not a writer.