"I love riding the subway when I come to New York," she said, her eyes wide with wonder, "because it restores my faith in humanity!"
"Really?" I said, nearly choking on my salad. "I can't say I've ever heard anyone say that before."
"Because there's so much reading going on! Despite what all the spoiled-sports are saying about the so-called 'death' of reading."
Pleased with her observation, she chortled her rather awkward giggle and went about eating her meal.
It was one of those observations that stuck with me. On my way home to Brooklyn that afternoon, I did my usual people-watching, this time with the specific purpose of verifying, or debunking, my friend's thesis regarding reading. There were the usual sleepers, bee-boppers and gamers. But there were, indeed, a good number of people with their noses pressed into books, newspapers and Kindles. They were reading a great variety of materials -- from the Bible to comic books -- and I have to admit that, like my mentor, I was heartened by the realization that reading was in fact alive and well and living underground in New York City.
That subway ride occurred back in the days when you knew a Kindle when you saw one, and you knew that a Kindle meant the person was reading something. I'm sure that if I visited the F train today, I'd see fewer print and more devices. The Kindles might be playing music or movies, and people might be reading books on their iPhones. The data might be more difficult to gather now, but I'll bet you dollars to donuts, or iBooks to Tablets, that many of them are indeed reading something.
Now I am about 1,800 miles away from the nearest New York subway station, but if I want to be reminded of the fact that reading is alive and well, I need only open my gmail account and look at all the updates Goodreads automatically sends me, via Facebook. Many of my Facebook friends are voracious readers (you know who you are) and this app makes me instantaneously aware that they have read, made progress in, or reviewed a new book.
Now I know there's someone out there reading this blogpost (reading again) who knows a lot more about publishing than I do. If you've got your eye on the balance sheet and are watching for industry numbers, then you could probably tell me that Publishing (capital P) is in the red.
Be that as it may, Sally Brown (as another mentor used to say), I am, as always, an optimist, and yes there really is "a lot of reading going on." And to my English teacher friends whose hearts drop every time a young person groans at the novels you assign -- do what I used to do: Put your hands in the air like an orchestra conductor and make a big show of it. Here's the script: (don't forget the hands in the air part)
Ah, yes. Because you are teenagers, you must groan at the prospect of reading a WHOLE BOOK. But that was some of the most pathetic groaning I've ever heard. Now when I give you the signal, I want you to groan so loudly that the principal will hear you in his office. Ready? 1, 2, 3, [conductor hands for duration of groaning; then "cut" groaning with conductor hands.]
Much better. And now that you've got that out of your system . . . START READING.
They're teenagers and it's their job to resist stuff like reading. Once you give them the right to have the reaction, they can actually read (and ENJOY) great literature. Just be that crazy lover of words. They'll thank you for it one day. And they may even read your book on the subway. And post their review on Goodreads.
Who knows?
