Why we read and write

Isn’t verbal communication the most direct and most time-efficient way of communication?

Isn’t our generation all about efficiency?

Perhaps, but words allow room for more. Words on paper are more subtle and romantic than the spoken word. It allows you to read it in a tone that you idealise the most, stressing the syllables that you deem most important and allows the reader a great level of interpretation.

It is as much the writer’s as it is the reader’s; it is a different experience for both, which at times can vary greatly and simply shows off the beauty in differentiated experiences coloured by differing life paths.

It is the difference between internalising lyrics about human nature to be about politics. It is the reason musicians are reluctant to describe the motivation behind a song as it boxes in the meaning as well as the interpretation of the listener. Artists prefer free-flow. Writers prefer free-flow. Readers prefer free-flow.

Consider your favourite book. You probably read it more than once. With every read, whether aware of it or not, you take something new with you. A different lesson. A different understanding. A different perspective.

Maybe you once shed some tears at one part that you didn’t this time round. Maybe you understand the character enough to realise that it didn’t have to be as sad as it seemed. Maybe it’s worse.

The words, however, are coloured by your vision to such an incredible amount. Nothing is spoon-fed and everything depends on your inner workings. Words work with you. You are almost not even a passive reader, it’s almost as if you’re partaking, you are involved in the experience. Maybe you stress words that weren’t put in italics by the author. But they were put in italics by you.

Words empower you.



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  1. Yes words written do give us a deeper reality, open to our own experiences and intepretations. Moreover, they somehow become eternal and can reach us through time and space. I remember reading writers dead long time ago and feeling that they are my soulmate. I don’t think it would be the same if they left a voice recording as somehow I feel that the human voice can make those interpretations quite limited. Loved this.

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