I've taken to writing and reading quite late on in my life but I feel like I am just at the beginning. Read something from me as I live my life in reverse.
I am currently reading David Copperfield by Charles Dickens and at 52% it seems like the story has reached a climax. But at 52% it can’t be, it’s too soon. I don’t want to say more because it would ruin it for a reader if I did. But isn’t it amazing how literature can remove you from the present and land you in another world.
When a story reaches a point of climax, the mind runs off in all directions imagining what will happen next. It is so captivating when it does too. It is only a story but it is, in an odd sense, more real than the real world.
Suddenly Dickens reaches out from the past and his imagination leaps into the future and tugs at my sleeve and he winks because he knows he has me at his mercy.
I've taken to writing and reading quite late on in my life but I feel like I am just at the beginning. Read something from me as I live my life in reverse.
