Author And Me

Author And Me

To the people who say you must not connect the author to her/his work.

Damn are you kidding!

I’m the person who, while reading a good book, doesn’t fantasize about the characters or is lost in the world created by the author. I’m that loony reader who’s been seduced by her/his words and now the only thing I wish for is date him/her (somehow wish I had telepathic abilities like Edward Cullen) and read all their thoughts…i just wanna know how do they write what they have written and what made them write those spells.

I don’t believe in an ideology that goes like a book is a child of the author so you disconnect the two reasoning, it just has their genes but it’s a separate entity.

No, that’s wrong.

A book is a tiny part of the author’s soul and brain, their very essence. It’s a part of his/her that got printed. 

Yep so I love the author as much as I love their book and if I hate the book…you got it right😉

But I’ve never got the opportunity to do what I intend to do after reading a good book and the despair of my life is perfectly quoted by J.D. Salinger

What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn’t happen much, though.

Published by readingfatima

I am a dentist, poet and book blogger relinquishing life in Bombay aka Mumbai. This is my space to share and narrate my crazy thoughts about Books and life.

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