“How do you handle it?” ????
Well doesn’t THAT sound way more dramatic than I meant it to be?
Because really, this discussion is quite a laid back topic. A topic that – although this is a discussion post – it’s much closer to being just a friendly chat.
Because I’m intrigued…
How do you handle reading in public?
Now, I’m not saying “how do you handle it” as if to say reading in public is impossible. Or that it’s particularly difficult at all. I mean come one, we’re bookworms. We could probably read from the top branch of a tree during a storm and not find it a problem.
Do you read in public? Where/When?
Do you ever feel uncomfortable reading in public? Afraid that someone would judge the book you’re reading?
How do you react when seeing other people read in public? Do you go up and start a conversation if you recognize the book?
Maybe you prefer reading in public (say in a coffee shop)?
I’LL SET THE SCENE.
Yes, we’re having a scene. Because why not?
Right then. Imagine we’re friends (though I hope that doesn’t take much imagination 🙂 ) and we’re sat in your favourite coffee shop.
Describe your favourite coffee shop to me in the comments, I’d love to hear about it. Now, mine is a small Starbucks that’s tucked away into the corner of this cute little place in the city called Orchard Square. This square is one of my favourite places, because it’s quiet, tucked away from the noise of the bustling city while being right in the centre of it all, and it holds my favourite Waterstones book shop. The coffee shop has a small lower floor seating area, but the main part is upstairs, complete with balcony. It’s warm and cosy, and exactly what I need.
Now that we’ve taken a quick detour to your favourite coffee shop, we can have a good ol’ chat.
I personally have no issue with reading in public.
Actually, scratch that.
I DO have an issue…that being THERE NEVER SEEMS TO BE ENOUGH TIME.
But of course there is. So read I must.
My favourite sort of days are the ones where I meet up with someone I know on a lovely warm day, and we just go and sit somewhere nice and do our own thing. This for me, is of course, reading.
But most of the time it’s rainy grey weather here in England, and since I get cold really easily, I just have to keep my public reading to the transport system.
Do I ever feel embarrassed about the books I read?
Maybe if I read something like Fifty Shades of Grey I would…but I don’t… so I don’t.
But now, here’s my confession. Yes, an actual confession. *Gulps*
I’m a show off.
Not the sort that thrusts the book in people’s faces like “LOOK AT THIS AREN’T I SOPHISTICATED?!?” Oh no no no. Just a subtle show off. The sort where absolutely NO ONE will realize that I’m showing off, apart from myself, because it’s all in my head. But here’s the situation:
I sit down on public transport. I happen to be sat across from an old woman. I take my backpack off and haul it onto my lap, digging around for something. I take my phone out, and practically hear the tut of the old woman’s tongue. See how hard her eyes roll in disdain for this generation. I ignore her, and pull out my book, throwing my phone back into my bag without even looking at it. It’s then that I see the woman almost do a double take, and glance at me in approval.
That, my friends, is the moment where I feel like a show off. Because ohhhh how smug do I feel for proving someone’s prejudice wrong.
When it comes to other people reading, I almost feel like a stalker. Because me being the shy creature I am, I won’t talk to someone unless they approach me first. So I don’t do the approaching. But if I see someone reading, I will subtly watch their hands for the entire journey until I manage to catch a glimpse of the title or cover, to figure out what they’re reading. You know, instead of just asking, which I’m sure would be much less creepy.
I also feel like that person gets an automatic stamp of approval from me. Sure, you can’t judge someone if you don’t know them…but reading makes everyone a better person in my mind.
As for my prefered reading place? Well, I still love to read in my bed. Like I said before, I get cold really easily, so I love just staying curled up under my duvet with a good coffee and my cat curled nearby.
However…I do love the idea of reading in a coffee shop. I have a very idealistic sort of image in my head. I’d love to be one of those people that becomes a “regular” at their favourite coffee shop (mine being the one described earlier), and feeling so content just going on their own, finding a seat, and reading for an hour or two. In my mind there’s just something so…Serene? Picturesque? Cosy? Storylike? There’s just something about it that makes me want to be one of those people.
I’m pretty sure I’ve prattled on enough now!
That was A LOT of rambling about books and coffee shops.
I hope you guys enjoyed this chat, as different as it was. It certainly seemed to last a while, but now it’s your turn!
Do you read in public? When/Where?
What goes through your head when you see other people reading? Are you intrigued about what book they hold, or not bothered? Do you strike up conversation?
Do you have a certain place you like to read when out?
Maybe you’ve had instances like my inner smugness? Tell me about them! I hope I’m not the only one!
Also, don’t forget to describe your favourite coffee shop to me (if you have one)!
Until next time…
Come and visit me!