One of the books that made me fall back in love with reading this summer.
By Emma Malina, Junior Writing Coach
Have you ever fallen out of love with reading? Maybe you never fell in love with it to begin with. For many of us, our opportunities to read were all founded in the parameters of school and now on our own we have a limited drive to read.
As a kid, I loved reading. My love for reading was founded in Kindergarten year when I learned to read my first big word, indigo. I lived in a world with colors spinning and whirring around me, and I had no clue what the weighty word indigo meant. When I eventually learned to read that picture book with the word indigo, I was consumed by an immense feeling of pride and accomplishment. Reading was always gave me that feeling of fulfillment. I became an addict. My love for reading did not stop there; it progressed throughout elementary school as I read my first chapter book, my first series, my first book I could not finish. I was filled with many reading “firsts.” Those firsts always seem to stick with us, those moments of pride or defeat- even in reading.
It would follow that I would always hold a deep-rooted love for reading, but I did fall out of love with reading. I simply lost the time for reading. Although I still found time for TV, I somehow could not find time for reading. As school work grew, my drive to read for enjoyment lessened. We would read books upon books in classes, but never ones I grew passionate enough about to inspire my own reading journey to continue. My drive to read remained stagnant. For many of us high-schoolers, this is where our reading situation currently rests.
My summer reading list, encouragingly scribbled on to show my progress in my vow to read and finish all the books on the list.
This summer was revelatory for me in my rediscovery of the joy in reading. There were those classic books always on my reading list that I never get around to because as I read the summaries, I lost my initial interest. This summer, I decided to just write them down on a list and once the book was written, I had to read it. I included the list above, scribbles and all. This may sound over simplified, but it was really that simple. Reading has always been a go-to activity for me, and when it was not, I missed it. I knew that with my busy upcoming year, I would gripe about not having a chance to read books “for me.” So I decided to take advantage of my summer and read those books I had always wanted to. There were about 16 books on my list. Non-fiction, fiction, heavy classics and light fluff were all included.
I began reading right away. The first book I started out reading was a non-fiction book I found myself drowning in. I had lost the spark for reading already. I had made a promise to myself I would finish every book I started to give the book a fair chance. Even after reading the whole book, the first book never improved. With my list in my mind, I continued on to the next. The deadline of the end of summer helped push me. Good thing I continued. The next book I read was far more captivating. Once I had found that second book, I needed to keep reading more books and find a novel to compete. I kept reading. Throughout the summer, I read a lot of books I wish I could have stopped. I also read many that had the cliché “can’t put this book down” moments. I finally got the chance to read the 600 page book, Book Thief, and was so glad I did. I appreciated my goal setting as school drew closer and I was already in the reading mode, making my assignments a breeze.
Although my own journey was quite unique to me, as I got back to reading by setting goals, and making lists with deadlines, I highly suggest sparking your own reading interest, in whatever method works best for you. Reading not only helps increase the capacity of one’s mind, but also with relaxation or entertainment. There is a book for everyone out there, and once you find yours it will inspire you to keep reading. I suggest you find that turn-around book that will spark you back to reading. If you have a book you are excited about and genuinely enjoy it makes you more inclined to just pick it up and read. For me, a good book consumes me, as my thoughts always revisit the book and my desire to continue reading occupies my mind. I wish you luck in finding your “it” book.