Thursday, July 19
I arrived in the office fashionably late than my usual time since I woke up pretty not so early this morning. I stayed up until 3 AM reading Judith Mcnaught’s Paradise, but wasn’t able to finish the 600+ pages of the novel in one straight reading. Surrendering to the lateness of the hour and the growing headache I was experiencing, I decided to call it a night.
When I woke up, it’s already 7 AM, but it’s still dark outside. It might be due to those thick curtains which serve the purpose of blocking sunlight from entering the room. Yeah, I’m a vampire. I got up then prepared going to work. When I was about to step out of the house, it suddenly rained! Then there goes the saying, “When it rains, it pours”. I waited for the rain to let up, but with the rate the raindrops were falling, I deduced it wouldn’t be anytime soon. So I just braved the rain then tried to go to office dry.
When I arrived, I opened my computer and there was a notification from a friend’s update. Then there I saw a part of a blog of which the title caught my interest. I have read the whole blog and was smiling to myself and nodding in agreement in every paragraph! So without further ado, I’ll share with you Rosemarie Urquico’s response to Charles Warnke’s “You Should Date an Illiterate Girl”.
“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
So what do you think? Did you find yourself being described in the above quote? Well, I felt that way. I especially agree with her that sometimes, even during the wee hours, you can find me crying like an idiot over some novels. Two days ago I finished reading A Knight in Shining Armor by Jude Deveraux and I was crying so hard I felt myself a bit silly for being so moved and attached with the story. It’s as if I really known them and those things that happened.
Furthermore, I am in agreement with her that a person can leave or keep me waiting in a coffee shop or anywhere else and I won’t give a damn. I’ll just get something to sit on, then get a real book or turn on my ebook reader (which I prefer using these days) and get lost with my reading.
I can keep on with listing here all my opinions and agreements with this quote, but I’ll just be echoing what Rosemarie already written. I’ll just say that I find most of what she wrote here are true for me. How about you guys?