I was at a conference today entitled the ‘Future of Media’ which addressed how we will consume information via print, online, social, broadcast and around town. It struck me, while listening to the experts waxing lyrical, that for Oliver and his children and children’s children media as we know it today will be a very different thing in the future.
A key discussion point has been around the move away from detailed print articles to bite sized online content. This scares me as is this the beginning of the end of the avid book reader, will the concept of book clubs even exist in the future? And by this I mean the ones where you actually read books and not just drink wine!
I LOVE reading! It is a fundamental part of who I am, my favourite past time and something I do every day in my leisure time – I cannot go to sleep without reading every night no matter what the time much to Dave’s frustration at times.
I cannot imagine going through life missing out on that frisson of excitement you get when you open a book for the first time and begin a journey through both the writers and your own imagination. Characters coming to life, the twist and turns of plots, the high the lows. I could go on and on.
I am always disappointed by movies made from books as they never seem to be able to capture the entire essence of the story. Quite frankly they don’t have the time or the ability to layer as books do. There is also the matter of the casting of characters which just don’t measure up to the way I had pictured them in my mind. There’s that saying about fantasy being better than reality?
As I have said in a previous post, Dave and I have hopefully passed on our passion for reading to Oliver which he will once again pass down.
I can’t wait for him to one day read and share the joy I felt in reading Enid Blyton (Famous Five, Hardy Boys the list goes on), Roald Dahl (BFG, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory), Kenneth Grahame the list goes on. My absolute favourites were the Faraway Tree series and the Wind in the Willows.
A quote that brings it all together for me from Elizabeth Hardwick which says:
“The greatest gift is a passion for reading. It is cheap, it consoles, it extracts, it excites. It gives you knowledge of the world and experience of a wide kind. It is a moral illumination.”