Anne Isaac’s Ghost of Luckless Gulch
Ξ October 29th, 2008 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Children's Fiction - Starry Skies & Tales of Wonder, a child's delight |
You’re looking for that magic high?
The kind you can’t find in a pill?
And won’t find it in a bottle?
And won’t get from an herb?
That high that’s in your mind…all the time?
Opened with a key that can only be found and fit when you let go the bonds of disbelief and loose imagination?
One way that key is found is by absorbing words that stimulate a gateway deep inside your mind that permits you to actually participate in an imagined realm and its virtual story — participate the living, breathing, being, doing — to go and be there, moment by moment, event by event.
Yes, it really happens. Ask any reader.
It is what happens…when you read, when you are adept at magic, at absorbing and translating the written word upon a page.
Something happens. Suddenly, you are transported…lost to the world and story in the pages.
Yes, this experience is real, and it can only be tapped, only experienced, one way — to read.
Movies won’t get you there.
Neither will audio books.
It takes the printed word keying an actualizing of experience through optical delivery — live-feed directly into the mind though the process of reading.
Reading is the only gateway to this magical realm of which I speak…though, if you play a musical instrument…like the guitar…and are really, really good, and you have some exceptional musicians with whom you are “in tune,” jam sessions can get you close — very close…almost as deep…until the session ends…until the story ends.
Come participate. Come “venture realm” and traverse the magical gateway to sublime — the ultimate high – an experiential ecstasy.
