I’ve never been much of a reader. Well not until recently, anyway.
Since embarking upon my avid reading experiences in the past year or so, the only books I would venture near were those that contained the facts of the universe (i.e. Non-Fiction/Science books). I never really saw any value in spending time reading about something that wasn’t true – the way I saw it, movies and video games would fulfil my entertainment itches.
However not too long ago, I became interested in a video game called ‘The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt‘. It has just released, however considering the prolonged length of the game I doubt I will have time to play it until after my examinations for this semester are over (in about a month). Nevertheless I found myself watching countless video’s regarding the lore of the game (that is, the setting, characters, history of the world). It wasn’t long before I soon stumbled upon the series of novels in which the game is based off (and quite closely at that). I knew that before playing this game, I would have to embark on a journey to find out more about the world in which ‘The Witcher’ is set. The next thing I knew the first book in the series was in my online shopping cart and consequently making its journey to my mailbox. It is titled ‘The Last Wish’.
In the meantime, I had started re-evaluating my position on fiction books, and whether or not they were that bad after all. Then a thought popped into my mind – I already had a fiction title which was the original incarnation of my favourite detective. So through the rubble of books I have been slowly building (and left to accumulate dust on my bookshelf), I managed to pull out a novel that I was supposed to begin reading ages ago – ‘The adventures of Sherlock Holmes’, by none other than Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Without hesitation I put my physics laboratory notes aside, and began reading the first of the short stories of the paperback novel.
The result? AMAZING. I can’t believe what I have been missing out on for all these years. The amount of detail that the human mind can add to a bunch of words on a piece of paper is staggering. I could envisage every description with detail and clarity, something I could never have imagined achieving (probably due to the dryness of the fact containing books I am used to). Indeed those 30 or so odd pages invigorated my view on the fiction genre, and I now highly anticipate the arrival of ‘The Last Wish’.
I guess I’ll have to update my blog after I get stuck into it… however for now, I have an assignment due in just over 24 hours (which I haven’t begun). Fun times.