What your mind sees when you close your eyes marks the entrance to an endless universe: your imagination.
Reading, therefore, is a co-production between writer and reader. The simplicity of this tool is astounding. So little, yet out of it whole worlds, eras, characters, continents, people never encountered before, people you wouldn__ care to sit next to in a train, people that don__ exist, places you__e never visited, enigmatic fates, all come to life in the mind, painted into existence by the reader__ creative powers. In this way the creativity of the writer calls up the creativity of the reader. Reading is never passive.
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Reading, therefore, is a co-production between writer and reader. The simplicity of this tool is astounding. So little, yet out of it whole worlds, eras, characters, continents, people never encountered before, people you wouldn__ care to sit next to in a train, people that don__ exist, places you__e never visited, enigmatic fates, all come to life in the mind, painted into existence by the reader__ creative powers. In this way the creativity of the writer calls up the creativity of the reader. Reading is never passive.
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