{"id":1616,"date":"2019-09-02T14:35:34","date_gmt":"2019-09-02T12:35:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.uab.cat\/saramartinalegre\/?p=1616"},"modified":"2019-09-02T14:35:34","modified_gmt":"2019-09-02T12:35:34","slug":"read-read-read-and-then-what-good-question","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/webs.uab.cat\/saramartinalegre\/2019\/09\/02\/read-read-read-and-then-what-good-question\/","title":{"rendered":"<strong>\u2018READ, READ, READ AND THEN WHAT?\u2019: GOOD QUESTION\u2026<\/strong>"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019m beginning with this post the tenth year of this blog, started back in September 2010, with a certain feeling that blogging is already a thing of the past. As the yearly volumes accumulate (check <a href=\"https:\/\/ddd.uab.cat\/record\/116328\">https:\/\/ddd.uab.cat\/record\/116328<\/a>), I see how text-based online platforms give way to image-based platforms, with Instagram in the lead, already replacing Twitter in everyone\u2019s preferences (the micro-blogging Tumblr is quite dead). I don\u2019t know who reads me, or how many of you there are, for I refuse to check my statistics, and anyway, I keep this blog for my own personal satisfaction (and sanity). Whoever you are, you do get my most deeply felt thanks! One more thing: I\u2019m teaching only one semester a year, thanks to my university\u2019s fair and legal application of the 2012 Government decree to support research (popularly known as \u2018Decreto Wert\u2019). This is the reason why the blog offers currently fewer posts about teaching and more about reading (and writing). I have even considered altering the title, but I\u2019ll let it be, though I think of it today as \u2018The Joys of (Teaching) Literature\u2019, still with the ironic sting in the tail.<\/p>\n<p>\tLet\u2019s begin. Reading this summer Susan Orlean\u2019s non-fiction bestseller <em>The Library Book<\/em> (a beguiling account of the devastating fire at the Los Angeles Central Library in 1986), I was oddly impressed by a small scene. Incidentally, you may watch Orlean\u2019s interview with Bel Olid on <em>The Library Book<\/em> at Barcelona\u2019s recent Kosmopolis (last March) here: <a href=\"https:\/\/www.cccb.org\/en\/multimedia\/videos\/susan-orlean-and-bel-olid\/231171\">https:\/\/www.cccb.org\/en\/multimedia\/videos\/susan-orlean-and-bel-olid\/231171<\/a>. In the scene mentioned, Orlean meets a worker (a black middle-aged woman, though this is not much relevant), who spends eight hours a day packing and unpacking books. She tells a flabbergasted Orlean that she never reads any books for you \u2018read, read, and read, and then what?\u2019 This woman\u2019s dismissal of reading caught me in the middle of an intense summer reading binge and truly shook me. What, indeed, am I doing reading so much? Even my fellow Literature teachers tell me that I read a lot\u2026 because, guess what?, even they prefer watching TV series, which I find unbearably boring. You \u2018watch, watch, watch, and then what?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>\tOrlean\u2019s candid interviewee apparently believes that reading has a purpose, a teleological function aimed at reaching a target. Naturally, this is only the case in higher education degrees, for, quite rightly, in English it is said that a person \u2018reads\u2019 to obtain a BA or MA (in Spanish we \u2018study\u2019). Apart from that, reading is a pleasurable habit which simply ends with death: possibly, the most adequate answer to this woman\u2019s question is \u2018and then you die\u2019. She has, however, the intuition of something else. Why do people read at all during personal time which they could employ in many other activities? Several answers occur to me. To be able to claim that they have read this and that book, to enhance their experience of life by adding other persons\u2019 experiences (whether real or fictional), to learn about whatever interests them. Fundamentally, out of curiosity and to feel brainy pleasure. It might well be that this woman\u2019s life is so rich that she needn\u2019t access other persons\u2019 experiences (or that ink is a barrier to her in that sense); also, that she is satisfied enough with her knowledge and feels no urge to increase it. Fair enough, though, evidently, that she feels in this way surrounded by millions of books is chilling. Maybe she is overwhelmed by the riches in the Central Library, which are for others, like author Susan Orlean, paradise on Earth.<\/p>\n<p>\tBut, again, why do people read? The current understanding is that the reading habits acquired in early childhood thanks to devoted parents and educators are lost with the onset of adolescence (which seems to begin at ten these days\u2026) when compulsory reading for school takes times off reading for pleasure. I would say that this only happens in the case of children whose reading for pleasure is never fully established as a habit, for lack of sufficiently strong skills. These deficient skills (we teach children to read too late) make compulsory reading a chore, even a torture, which is not balanced by pleasure reading. Those of us who simply cannot help reading usually develop a bag of tricks to put up with compulsory reading. Thus, throughout my graduate years I used to keep at hand a book I very much wanted to read and allow myself to grab it only as a reward for having read the stuff I hated. What? You really think that Literature teachers love reading ALL kinds of books? You must be joking\u2026 <\/p>\n<p>\tThe issue which appears to be much under-researched is what exactly triggers the pleasure of reading in the minority of avid readers. I\u2019m sure that neuroscientists have already proven that reading results in the building up of synaptic connections that make our brain work faster, to speak informally. What we don\u2019t know is what causes a child to become addicted to reading and thus begin the life-long process of adding books to the personal list of readerly conquests. Avid readers often speak of compulsion and of the unstoppable need to read anything to satisfy the craving. I do know that chain-reading has little to do with the experience of most average readers, who tend to read just a few books a year. Yet, my assumption is that if you decode what lies behind the most extreme cases of chain-reading then you might help others to feel happier reading. There must be a sort of nicotine in reading, as there is in smoking, if you get my drift. Or, if you want something less toxic, then endorphins like those generated by exercising.<\/p>\n<p>\tIf you read enthusiastic websites, such as <em>Serious Reading<\/em> and its post \u201c30 Reasons to Read\u201d (<a href=\"https:\/\/seriousreading.com\/blog\/283-30-reasons-to-read-books.html\">https:\/\/seriousreading.com\/blog\/283-30-reasons-to-read-books.html<\/a> ) you will find there a nice collection of the positive consequences brought on by reading, though not a fully tested cause why reading gives pleasure. The authors claim, by the way, that reading acts like callisthenics for the brain and can help prevent mental disease and Alzheimer\u2019s, which is not quite true but sounds nice. It is, at any rate, a constant cause of dismay for me to see that the barrage of advice intended to keep our bodies in full health never mentions the benefits of reading from a book thirty minutes every day. Or of listening to audiobooks as an alternative. The brain, I think, is the most neglected vital organ in our bodies, particularly as regards its specific pleasures. You hear plenty about how the brain is the most potent sexual organ, but you never hear about the pleasures that are most intimately connected with our neurons, possibly because they have the word \u2018intellectual\u2019 attached to it. And that is always a downer.<\/p>\n<p>\tI think that I am calling for an erotics of reading which makes sense of the pleasure that the written word elicits from certain brains, and which must be connected with the language centres. The more conservative kind of reader might say at this point that, logically, the pleasure of reading is linked to the linguistic artistry of Literature but in my own view (and experience) beautiful verse or prose increases a pleasure that is already there, in the contact with the paper or the screen. Simple prose has its rewards, whereas complex texts offer other rewards. The extremely arid volumes that many students of, say, the Law or Physics, must not just read but also study bring the satisfaction of knowledge gained, which is essential for that \u2018read, read, and read, and then what?\u2019 to make sense. With a caveat: if your pleasure reading tends towards storytelling you will gain great insight into personal experience beyond your own but not necessarily be made unhappy; if you read for knowledge, your habit will take you to a clearer understanding of the world, which usually brings wonder and awe, but that may also bring disappointment and sadness, perhaps a silent fury against the sorry state of Homo Sapiens\u2019 decadent civilization.<\/p>\n<p>\tAfter about forty years as an avid reader, what I find most engaging in books is their interconnectedness. How one book leads to the next one, and that to a whole new field you had never heard about but want to explore. In fact, I recommend to everyone that you free yourself from narrative, which is what 90% of readers enjoy, and set out to navigate other waters. I had always disliked autobiography and memoirs, preferring the superior narrative skills of novelists, but I have suddenly seen their appeal; the same applies to History books, and to the volumes aimed at making science accessible to lay persons. I don\u2019t know whether this is an experience shared by most avid readers, but as I age, I feel more inclined towards the books that bring new knowledge and not only new stories. <\/p>\n<p>You read, read, and read, and then feel ecstatic to discover that there is much more to learn and enjoy reading until your time on Earth runs out. Don\u2019t let anyone say that you wasted it.<\/p>\n<p><strong>I publish a post once a week (follow @SaraMartinUAB). Comments are very welcome! Download the yearly volumes from: http:\/\/ddd.uab.cat\/record\/116328. My web: http:\/\/gent.uab.cat\/saramartinalegre\/<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019m beginning with this post the tenth year of this blog, started back in September 2010, with a certain feeling that blogging is already a thing of the past. As the yearly volumes accumulate (check https:\/\/ddd.uab.cat\/record\/116328), I see how text-based online platforms give way to image-based platforms, with Instagram in the lead, already replacing Twitter [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":98,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[296,372,396],"class_list":["post-1616","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general","tag-literary-studies","tag-pleasure","tag-reading"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/webs.uab.cat\/saramartinalegre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1616","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/webs.uab.cat\/saramartinalegre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/webs.uab.cat\/saramartinalegre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/webs.uab.cat\/saramartinalegre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/98"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/webs.uab.cat\/saramartinalegre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1616"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/webs.uab.cat\/saramartinalegre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1616\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/webs.uab.cat\/saramartinalegre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1616"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/webs.uab.cat\/saramartinalegre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1616"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/webs.uab.cat\/saramartinalegre\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1616"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}