Perhaps one of my favorite things about reading is the worlds. No matter how short or how long a book is. The world is what pulls me in, if I love the setting, the background, THE HISTORY. Its easy to get addicted.
I often use the basis of those worlds I love to have my mind travel to them. Not so much Inkheart but a bit more Kingdom Hearts.
When I forum rp in such worlds I make sure my characters fit the world.(world travelers are often frowned upon in normal rps).
When I talk to authors that I enjoy I often say I love their worlds. Because that is usually what stands out to me most, characters are secondary ^.^; the world is first. Although I never really find myself disliking characters. I just love world building, as well as the insight a world can give you into someones mind.
There are also some books that to me read more like someone telling a tale thats already been lived, rather then one they created. Some people to me I think have the gift to see into other worlds and tell us what happened there. Give us a insight into the realms beyond our own minds.
And when it comes to writing, and readings. The act of reading a written world. It stops being alone. Because as each person reads it that world grows. It takes place in our hearts and our minds and our own worlds, our own realms, start to sprout or evolve.
I have a world I love, one in my minds eye that has always been there. There is no story there yet, but with each book I read it grows a bit more, it becomes a little more real to me. And someday Ill write that story. But for now I read and it grows.
That world isnt alone. With what I read, learn, love, live. The hundreds of worlds in my mind, created, chronicled, or imagined. They become more vivid. Because each book is a piece of a writer, authors, or creators heart and soul. It is a piece that we take and hold onto.
I see into others minds when I read, what they have entrusted to us readers. I love nothing more then to hold a book(or kindle) to my chest and yearn for more. Always wanting more. And at times wishing, even a little bit that the author would have me in that world. What would that me be like. And then I day dream. What kind of me would be there, a world walker, a alchemist, a magician, a tamer. Would I be a human, a dragon, a shade.
I can accept these differences that are not the real me. Because no matter what my mind creates. My core never changes.
I suppose Im just rambling but some times I want to say the most whimsical and mysteries things. To make people think, remember, and above imagine. Everything is connected, you read one book and it will always stay with you, whether you remember it forever or not. Because it will always live in you.
Hopefully I will write something like what I read, hopefully I can impact someone else to be who they want. In this world or another.
Randomly Me 