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What is in one book and what is in another is the path to follow today and tomorrow. Sometimes, five or ten books are read at the same time, because in the end there are too many interests and curiosities to be contained in one book. That is, until the work that finally moves us arrives and we stick with it until the last page.
For the average reader, there is no place where reading is forbidden. By the sea, in the middle of the bed, in any corner of the house, on the bus or any means of transport, the book is an inseparable companion. Used as a pillow or a table; it does not matter. The book is more than a simple content on its pages, it is a friend who is always ready to help us, if not with what we want, at least with what it is willing to reveal.
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For the devoted reader, day after day, month after month, year after year, the books are still there. With any luck (the good kind), they pile up around the house, filling up space like feelings that won’t go away. If finances allow, sometimes new birds arrive, their cheerful song awakening unusual emotions. They display their covers, inviting us to read, to simply delve into their thoughts, which may be unknown or little known.
For the reader, then, with books there is no loneliness, no emptiness of existence, but rather time that is never enough. No regrets, no regrets. A book comes, then another, and so on, until the end.
But then, suddenly, something happens, the ground shifts and a tsunami occurs. Just picking up a book, let alone reading its pages, becomes more than a Herculean task, an impossible activity. What is going on? What happened? How to explain that refusal, that dissatisfaction, that annoyance? It has a name, and I have just discovered, which is a comfort: it is the reading block.
Laura Martos in an article Planet of booksJuly 26, 2024 defines it like this: “When we talk about dyslexia, we refer to the moment when people who are accustomed to reading regularly find themselves stuck in a particular reading for a long time or are unable to start reading something new to them”.
In my case, like those chronic diseases that one finds already in an almost advanced stage, I barely noticed it. It started during the worst of the isolation caused by the Covid-19 pandemic and grew like a tumor over the following years. So, it lasted until a few days ago. Let me clarify that this does not mean that I have not read anything, because the reading for the work and research I was conducting at the time was already done.
I mean nothing more than that, during that catastrophic phase, I simply lost interest in reading fiction and any other genre, which had excited me before. I lost the joy of reading and the breath of something within me that I believed was the most authentic part of my being. So much so that I even stopped buying books because I didn’t even remove the plastic wrapping from the books I bought back then.
A lock with a lock. For those who read every day, reader’s block is distressing because part of their identity is deeply rooted in completely immersing themselves in texts that are not theirs, but at the same time, are theirs.
The good news is that, like any blockage, if it’s not fatal, it will be removed sooner or later.
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