Recently, I’ve been getting really into DC Comics. I was wonder whether I should count comics as books (for explanatory profile purposes). I believe I’ll get the best answer from my fellow book enthusiasts. So, what do you think? NOTE: Manga does not count as comics for this poll. Comics are like Garfield. Manga is very special so don’t contradict me or I’ll go on a giant rant.




My Peanut Sized Paradise

Everyone has a favorite spot in which they love to read, write, do homework, or other things. These places may range from your kitchen counter to a comfy chair in your room, in the treetops of a park, or the hot sand on a beach. My perfect place to just chill is a beautiful, garden like, vast room, with high skylights that give you a glimpse of the blue sky, fluffy green grass like carpets that don’t give you allergies, a couple hammocks with nightstands filled with books, and plenty of spirals, laptops, and pencils to jot down your words.

Sounds too good to be true, doesn’t it? That’s because my “perfect place” isn’t real. Well, not technically, at least. Let me clarify. My favorite spot to be in comes entirely from my imagination. No, my favorite place to be is my imagination.

Your imagination is the BEST thing a reader has. It’s a haven to escape to which will always be there. Unlike the current novel you are reading, your imagination can’t fall out of your bag or be accidentally left at home. Without an imagination, none of these novels we pour through daily would never have been written. Without an imagination, these novels would seem like the ridiculous fictitious scenarios of a crazy person. Without an imagination, you would never have moments where you feel like you know the main character of a story better than yourself. Without an imagination, acres of lush forest crawling with deadly monsters would merely be words on a Paige. Sorry, page. Jokes aside, we devoted readers would be obsessing over history textbooks if not for our imaginations. Textbooks. Blech.

Hopefully you are starting to understand why I am so obsessed with our imaginations. It’s a very important ability humans have that we would be no where without. Take some time to appreciate this wonderful piece of your mind and maybe indulge into my paradise. You might just find that this might house your paradise too.



The Best Dating Advice

“You should date a girl who reads.
Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.

She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

Buy her another cup of coffee.

Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

She has to give it a shot somehow.

Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”

-Rosemarie Urquico

-Novella & Paige