Reading slow

[rowens]

I read real slow, and I read real fast; the stuff I agree with I read real fast, and the stuff that's complex I reread later. I like to read the things I agree with real fast and utilize them in my sex life and dealing with people, and I like to read complex stuff page by page, over the years, and come back to and read over or pick up from where I left off or only read the parts I've already read or never get back to any of it. I think the places where you leave off reading might be well populated and then important places. I think that going beyond: That leads to my Mad Max philosophy: endless: apocalypse on top of apocalypse, indefinitely. And I like to read novels but not the last page. I like stories to go on forever, like urban legends and myths, and the Bible which if you read all at once ruins the thing like reading all at once a Henry Miller novel or some longish work you wrote yourself. I like to read real slow, and never finish reading, ever. Forever.

[ellajam]

I like a poem I can read fast the first time, that pulls me through. Then I get slower and slower
with each read, then a really good one achieves its own pace that just rings right. I like to reread books I love, way better than a spa day. yeah, a good read is endless.

[rowens]

I can't get to the end of Don Quixote. I read and reread it, but I can't bear to read the end. I start over every time once I get to the middle of Book II.

[QDeathstar]

i read don quixote and found it quite enjoyable. Maybe start from the last page and work your way towards then end.

It gets kinda muddy once they get into the forrest...

[rowens]

I don't think anyone should come out of the forest. I identify as an agrarian even though I don't know what that word means. And if you're talking about fairy tales, I don't think that Hansel and Gretel should bother to come out of the woods either. Why would they? Why wood they? And have you ever come across a fairy circle in your yard? Most likely, if you come across one at all you come across it in the woods. . . . You know, Robert Frost, this being a poetry site, never went fully into the woods. He always was just about to, but never really did. And, by the wayside, the most interesting parts of Don Quixote are when they're in the woods.