Is Audio Book The Same As Reading Novels & Stories

"I was entirely awake and listening to every word." "Your breathing changed," he said. "I was comfortable," I said. "There is a very considerable difference between comfortable and asleep." He set the book down on the table. His hand was still in my hair. Then he began speaking again in a different register than the reading voice. The other voice. The specific one that only came out after dark when the room was dim and the day had been fully set down. "Do you know what I think about," he said, "when you are reading across the room and you do not know I am watching you?"

Challenged him. Why was she here? She found herself considering how to leave. Politely. He grinned. “What I mean is the life is different when the body, the book, is, what, a computer tablet? A teeny-tiny phone?” A long sigh. “Pages, real pages, have a hunger to them. A need that isn’t answered when you push a button or, well, whatever it is you do with a whatchamacallit.” “A Kindle.” “Right. A Kindle. Books are greedy to be read. They’re desperate. That electronic stuff?” He shrugged. “It doesn’t have the feel of the page. It can’t feast on your senses. Your hopes. Your dreams.” A pause as he watched her. “You see?”

I need him to spend time with me so I can crack all the holes in this house but aside from that, I did enjoy the book. "You lived it huh" "Yeah, I lived it." "Well, I am glad you lived and loved it." He said "You know you are right, people don’t just read books, they live it and when I was reading it, it felt like a movie in my head, the only difference is that it’s my imagination." "I told you, books are great." "I totally agree with you on that. Anyways you have something to do today?" "Not really, why?" He asked "I want you to recommend some more novels for me."

I can play you songs and read you audiobooks…’ ‘Okay. Okay, Alexa. If you can’t get me to work or get me food, you’re pretty much useless.’ She jabbed. ‘Technically, I can order an uber and pizza. McDonald’s and Starbucks too.’ ‘This is so cool. Maybe, you could read me an audiobook just before I fall asleep tonight.’ ‘What kind of books do you like?’ the VA asked. ‘Young Adult, romance, horror, mystery, crime…’ ‘According to a recent survey, people who read lots of horror tend to act out what they read. Often times, they try to imitate the villain in the book and…’

The book was tailored based on the spirit essence of the reader; who'd have ever thought this was possible? Just as I was about to go further, filled with excitement, I suddenly realised something was not right. The more I immersed myself, the more it seemed as if the words of the books were coming to life. The pictures in the book began to zoom before my eyes and somehow I couldn't hear my own voice reading the words of the book any longer, but a neutral, feminine voice. My vision began to vividly match with the realm portrayed in the book. Choking of words as my subconscious mind watched the unfolding events, I stuttered, “Is this a r-real li-life...”