Reader... What a presumptuous word.

But we will do with it.

So, who I am? Not my name, 'cause I won't say it. But what I am like when it comes to reading.

Why do I like reading?

A really good question. Why?

I will be frank with you. I don't know. And you, do you know why your favourite colour is the one you prefer and not another one? Do you prefer green 'cause it's the colour of hope? Do you prefer blue because it's the colour of the sky? Because hope is the light of this world? Because the sky is a place of liberty? Because you don't have the freedom of a bird?

No.

You like green, you like blue, you don't like green, you don't like blue 'cause you like it, 'cause you don't like it. That's all. There is no need to search for a reason behind anything, 'cause this world do not have any reason to be. I'm okay with a meaning, but I won't admit something so stupid as a reason. But that's not the point here.

I do like reading because I like reading. There's no more to say.

There is no accounting for taste.

When I'm reading, will you understand, will you believe me if I say that a story, a book, is like a movie for me? A movie and more. I do see what is going on, I do understand what the character is feeling, I do know the horror or the happiness in a story. For me, a book is not fiction. For me, a book is another reality, the mirror of humanity.

That's all and that's something.

I read all the weeks, all the days, not always a lot every time but for sure everyday.

I can read in my bed, I can read in my room. I can read on a chair, I can read standing. I can read in the street, I can read in the bus, I can read at school ( That's currently what I do everyday when I'm coming to school, somehow ). There's no limit to reading, and no obligation either.

And what do I read all this time?

I read detective stories, biographies sometimes, reality like stories, but I prefer for sure fantastic, fantasy and adventure stories. I don't really have a favourite author. But I do have favourite authors. Who? ... J. R. Tolkien for sure, Pierre Bottero too, Erik L'Homme of course... and others ones  as Robin Hobb.

I don't really remember what was the first story I heard, or remembered, but I can say that I didn't want to learn reading. That's may looks strange, but there was a meaning behind that refusal. It was only 'cause I was afraid that my mother wouldn't read me stories. Do you think it's stupid? Or cute? Or funny? I don't know if that is but I can assure you that once I was able to read, she didn't read me stories anymore ( I was the first one to know how to do, a long time before the others at shool [ half the others' learning time ] with the idea that once it's done, it's not to do anymore ).

The first real book that I read on my own was The black Flint by Louis Mirman, a prehistoric story as you can guess.

It was a book that we bought at a prehistoric museum. At first, I didn't want to read it but my mother said that I did have to. So I did. I don't regret it.