In my MIBF 2013 post, I mentioned I try to read people based on the books they held and shame on me for not reading a single thing off my loot from there. I noticed that I do the same thing every time now, each time I see someone with a book, or maybe one on someone’s desk or whatever. It’s just a very interesting dynamic to a person, you know?
For instance, on the road earlier, I saw a man sitting on the sidewalk reading a devotional. I have no clue what this guy does, or if he does anything at that, but he seemed less scary because of the book on his hands.
Apart from that, the books I have seen today while snooping around include Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green, High Fidelity by Nick Hornby, and Para Kay B by Ricky Lee.
Usually, I’m not too observant but books just draw my eyes in effortlessly. I go, “Hmm… so this is the stuff he or she likes.” It makes it easier, to make a little sense of someone, this way (and if I may add, I seriously think men who read are hot).
I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one who does this. For example, presently I’m reading Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer. What do you think that says about me… apart from I like that book? 😉 Don’t answer. I never wanted to read this one anyway, because a blog friend once noted it is the saddest book she has ever read. I did not want to buy it for I fear it might touch my swollen and semi-healing parts but it was given to me as a gift so there. I’m halfway through and it is a good read though everything is incredibly sad. Go figure.
Now if you are wondering how come I see so many books outside all of a sudden, it is because I’m living in a new city, with a new job at that. Have I told you that? Well, consider yourself informed.
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Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close is um, part of my Holy Grail collection. It’s not sad from beginning to end and it’s not as if JSF romanticized sadness or anything, I found Oskar’s way of dealing with loss very similar with myself when I lost my pops. Anywaaaay great book, witty, interesting characters. YA forever
i think we all deal with loss at one point like oskar, that feeling of wanting to do something. i love oskar, i relate to him too. i enjoyed the story of the grandparents, they’re dysfunctional and interesting.
Yes, the story of the grandparents was beautiful.
when the grandfather came back i wanted to punch his face
I am just like you, trying to notice what kind of books they are reading or holding or even interested in. I’m a Steve Jobs reader this time, this book and an iPod shuffle are the only things that connect the two of us together.
good on you, sheng. how did the tea go? not sure how i feel about autobios and bios. autobios sometimes aren’t written by the ones supposed to do it, which doesn’t make them autobios, and with bios, well, what do other people know about what’s really going on in the life of the subject?
books are your interests; they’re what draws your attention. mine is cats. before i had cats i didn’t notice any cats anywhere. when i got my cats i see cats wherever i go….there they are hiding under parked cars or bushes, sitting on window sills on doorsteps or staircase.
huwaw, new life experiences with new job. enjoy it and tell us about it.
true. i notice a lot of cats too. i particularly enjoy watching street cats. i think they are badass. yes, it’s kind of my new thing, it’s cool.