Why Do People Love Reading Novels & Stories

"The people deserve a leader they can trust, someone who will work for their best interests, not cause them harm." ************** Dear Readers, I would like to take a moment to express my heartfelt gratitude to each and every one of you who has embarked on this literary journey with me. Your unwavering support and enthusiasm for my book have been truly overwhelming, and I am immensely grateful for your presence throughout this thrilling adventure. It has been a remarkable experience to witness your engagement with the characters, the plot twists, and the unfolding mysteries that have kept you on the edge of your seats. Your dedication to following the story and your active participation have

For some reason, I couldn't find my voice. I read about love in romance books. They were actually my favorite books to read —which made it pretty ironic that I couldn't bear to hear the topic whenever it was brought up. Why was I comfortable reading about it in books but not when it was mentioned? Probably because reading it was one thing and experiencing it in real life was another. When I read about the feelings associated with love, it intrigued me. That a single four-lettered word could make someone experience a myriad of emotions both good and bad was an utter mystery.

And now I remember why I would read, the ability to go into a different world; to be able to get lost in characters and their silly thoughts and absurd realities. Everything was just...better in books. The men were kind and loving, the men wore their hearts on their sleeves and the girls were treated like queens. You get lost in those first kiss moments, you get lost in that over dramatized exit when something goes wrong in the character's life, you get lost in their mistakes and you get lost in their happiness. That's what I did, I let myself get lost. ~~~

But I liked that; unpredictable. "You can?" "Well,” he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, “--it isn't always accurate, but I read some books about it in the temple." "You read?" I asked. He lifted an eyebrow and I regretted what I said almost immediately. It came out like I was insulting him. And I swear I didn’t mean it that way. I was just… surprised. After capitalism has collapsed, not a lot of people read anymore. Unless you are a maester or nurse, reading is not a necessary life skill, farming and hunting are. Reading is more like an escape.

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"Well, I gather from your question that you love reading princess. To answer your question. I hate reading. I always tried to get out of the reading lists in school. I usually rather watch the movie." "How dare you. I hate watching movies of books that I already read. In books, there is much more description of the scene. You can see the scene in your mind. Books also help with learning and keeping your brain young." Charles looks at me and he starts laughing. "Why in hell's name are you laughing?" " You sound so passionate about books. You could be a spokesperson for books." "Stop making fun of me." We spent the rest of the time just bickering and getting to know each other. If we were just

To her. Aurora is stretched out on the blanket a few feet away, one knee bent, hair lifting and falling against her cheek whenever the wind decides to toy with her. She is reading on her Kindle, thumb moving in small, distracted motions as she scrolls. I still cannot get used to that thing. Reading, to me, means weight in your hands, paper that remembers every person who touched it before you, corners worn down by time. Aurora likes that too, I know she does. But she loves stories more than formats, and convenience wins when she wants to disappear into a book for a while.

There is only one thing that comes to mind, I know it might make me seem like a boring old woman but whatever. “Reading, you know books and stuff.” I shrugged. Getting ready for him to say something like ‘that’s not a hobby’ with a chuckle or something. “That makes sense. You look the type.” He replied, totally going against the script that I had thought he would follow. “How?” I asked really interested in his next response, how doesn’t a person look like they would like reading? “You just look… insightful and deep like you would be the type to give me a lecture on the British royal family or how humans evolved from monkeys or about how a character from a book you read sometime ago is the ab

“What’s your hobby?” “Do I have one?” I raised a question. “Well, everyone does. You must have something you truly enjoy doing,” “Hmmm… reading?” My brows creased. “Yes. That must be it. I love reading,” “What type of books are you into? Fiction? Nonfiction? Magazines? BL…” “Fiction,” I asserted, cutting him short. “Especially romance. It helps me live in the world I could only desire to live in with Jeremy. The kind of love and affection I crave exists only in fiction,”

Ruby liked books about politics and war, while Ed liked romance. “Not really. The purpose of reading varies. There are readers who seek stories similar to their own lives. These similarities allow readers to feel less alone and gain a deeper understanding of the characters' emotions. But there’s a second type of reader who seeks books to escape from their lives. We're searching for something that doesn't exist in our lives, and we may be this second type of reader." Ruby looked at the two books in her hands and couldn’t agree more. Especially about herself. For Ruby, Taiko felt like a dream. Before meeting Esli, her life was so simple.