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domingo, 17 de maio de 2015
sábado, 9 de maio de 2015
sexta-feira, 8 de maio de 2015
quarta-feira, 29 de abril de 2015
Primeiro leitor, depois escritor / First a reader, then a writer
"Like many others who turned into writers, I disappeared into books when I
was very young, disappeared into them like someone running into the
woods. What surprised and still surprises me is that there was another
side to the forest of stories and the solitude, that I came out that
other side and met people there. Writers are solitaries by vocation and
necessity. I sometimes think the test is not so much talent, which is
not as rare as people think, but purpose or vocation, which manifests in
part as the ability to endure a lot of solitude and keep working.
Before writers are writers they are readers, living in books, through
books, in the lives of others that are also the heads of others, in that
act that is so intimate and yet so alone".
terça-feira, 28 de abril de 2015
As nossas obrigações para com a palavra escrita, por Neil Gaiman / Neil Gaiman on Our Obligations to the Written Word
I believe we have an obligation to read for pleasure, in private and in public places. If we read for pleasure, if others see us reading, then we learn, we exercise our imaginations. We show others that reading is a good thing.
We have an obligation to support libraries. To use libraries, to encourage others to use libraries, to protest the closure of libraries. If you do not value libraries then you do not value information or culture or wisdom. You are silencing the voices of the past and you are damaging the future.
We have an obligation to read aloud to our children. To read them things they enjoy. To read to them stories we are already tired of. To do the voices, to make it interesting, and not to stop reading to them just because they learn to read to themselves. Use reading-aloud time as bonding time, as time when no phones are being checked, when the distractions of the world are put aside.
Neil Gaiman
sexta-feira, 24 de abril de 2015
terça-feira, 24 de março de 2015
sábado, 7 de março de 2015
quarta-feira, 18 de fevereiro de 2015
Os livros e a depressão / Reading with depression
Depois de ler sobre o modo como os livros ajudam a lidar com a depressão no meio de uma crise, eis uma nova perspectiva: depois da depressão, o que muda na leitura?
Reading, Depression, and Me
Last month, Rioter Amanda wrote about the challenges she had while trying to read during a bout with depression. The post resonated with me particularly hard and at a timely moment. Just days before, I went and got help for depression after years (and years and years) of believing that it was who I was and something that I could manage entirely on my own.
For long periods of my life, hitting low points meant turning to books, rather than turning away from them. I could sit down on a weekend and devour 4 or 5 novels in no time. Sinking into another world, one entirely outside of my head, meant getting away from the disease. I could disconnect from myself. I’ve always been a fan of dark realities, since so often, they’re well beyond any realm I could imagine in my own world. Whatever was causing me pain couldn’t hold a candle to the things I was seeing in fiction.
When you’re in a bad mental place, you reach for comfort wherever you can find it.
I put off getting help not just because I thought I could do it myself. I was also influenced by too-frequently-seen narratives in books — and other media — about mental illness. When you struggle with something like depression or anxiety or both, your brain isn’t functioning normally on any level. You really believe the terrible things your mind is telling you. Regular exposure to the message that seeking help, especially medication, is a sign of weakness and a means of numbing yourself to reality, sinks in. The last thing in the world I wanted as a writer and as a reader was to feel like the things that buoyed me through rough times would be the first things I’d lose when getting better.
After making the excruciatingly hard decision to medicate, I can’t say enough for what a positive difference this has made in my life. Especially my reading and writing life.
I’m enjoying — really, really enjoying — reading and talking about reading in a way that I never have before. It’s not a support system for me. Rather, it’s an engaging, fully-immersiveexperience that I am an active, present part of. I’m still turning to dark books but the way I feel about them is changed. I think I love them even more because I see my world in there.Because I am able to see what is and isn’t reality. I’m coming at stories with a better sense of who I am and what it is I believe, increasing my empathy for characters and choices they make.
There’s a sense of quiet in my head I’ve never had before. That quiet has given me the chance to concentrate and think critically in ways I’ve struggled with in the past. I’m not rushing from idea to idea; instead, I’m able to think through the actions and choices in a story and pluck more carefully and more thoroughly at the strings holding them together. My time with a book extends beyond what it’s bringing me at the moment — escape, comfort — and I’m more able and excited to grapple with ideas days later.
My reading and my writing have both slowed down. But it’s the kind of slowing down that feels good. There’s breathing room and thinking room, with no pressure to hurry up and get through so I can fill those spaces with more things. I’m taking part in enjoyable, richly rewarding activities that fuel and exercise my mind, not just turn it off.
Someone told me that there comes a grieving period when depression/anti-anxiety medication and/or therapy and/or other treatment starts to really work. It’s not grieving about losing who you are; it’s about how much you denied your past self. About how you didn’t give yourself the chance to function but listened to those painful messages your mind fed you.
Depression took me out of my reading life. Recognizing that — and getting help for it — has put me back in in ways I could never have imagined. Reading isn’t about powering through. It isn’t about disconnecting.
Reading is about being a part of something.
domingo, 8 de fevereiro de 2015
sábado, 7 de fevereiro de 2015
Estudo afirma que ler por prazer faz bem à nossa auto-estima / "Reading for pleasure boosts self-esteem"
s.id.
"People who read regularly for pleasure have greater levels of
self-esteem, are less stressed, and can cope better with difficult
situations than lapsed or non-readers, new research for Galaxy Quick
Reads has found". Leia mais AQUI.
quinta-feira, 5 de fevereiro de 2015
Quando uma criança não lê, a imaginação desaparece./ When a child doesn't read, imagination disappears.
Campanha La lecture en cadeau, promovida pela Fundação para a Alfabetização do Canadá e construída pela agência Bleublancrouge design.
quinta-feira, 29 de janeiro de 2015
O feitiço dos livros / Book spell
Lady in White by a Window, Carle John Blenner
"I
barricaded myself in my room to read the first few lines. Before I knew
what was happening, I had fallen right into it. The minutes and hours
glided by as in a dream. When the cathedral bells tolled midnight, I
barely heard them. Under the warm light cast by the reading lamp, I was
plunged into a new world of images and sensations, peopled by characters
who seemed as real to me as my room. Page after page I let the spell of
the story and its world take me over, until the breath of dawn touched
my window and my tired eyes slid over the last page. I lay in the bluish
half-light with the book on my chest and listened to the murmur of the
sleeping city. My eyes began to close, but I resisted. I did not want to
lose the story’s spell or bid farewell to its characters yet".
Carlos Ruiz Zafon, The Shadow of the Wind
quinta-feira, 22 de janeiro de 2015
segunda-feira, 12 de janeiro de 2015
segunda-feira, 5 de janeiro de 2015
A leitura enquanto envolvimento romântico / Reading is a love affair
“Reading a good long novel is in many ways like having a long and satisfying affair.”
Stephen King
sábado, 20 de dezembro de 2014
quarta-feira, 10 de dezembro de 2014
terça-feira, 25 de novembro de 2014
A leitura enquanto consolo e escape / Reading can be an escape and comfort
“Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author's words reverberating in your head.”
Paul Auster, The Brooklyn Follies
sábado, 22 de novembro de 2014
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