#slowreader

[rafeyssugar]

INTRODUCING BUNNY READER ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

🐇 . bunny moves through life like she’s stuck in a dream, floating rather than walking, blinking rather than reacting, always just a little behind. it’s not that she doesn’t try to keep up—she does, in her own way—but the world moves too fast, conversations slipping past her like waves she can’t quite catch. her wide, doe-like eyes blink slow, round with wonder, confusion, or both, as if she’s constantly piecing together a joke that was told minutes ago. her lips part, a question on the tip of her tongue, only for her to decide it’s not worth asking. maybe she’ll understand later. maybe she won’t. either way, it doesn’t really matter.

🐇 . she looks soft, everything about her designed for comfort. oversized sweaters swallow her frame, hanging loose around her shoulders and slipping past her hands so that her fingers barely peek out. her hoodies are always big enough to hide in, their pastel colors making her seem even smaller. shirts that could be dresses, sleeves that cover her knuckles, fabric that pools around her when she sits—every outfit she wears is like a cocoon, something to tuck herself into. and then there are her shoes. platform sneakers, every single time, giving her a little extra height, a little extra presence in a world that often feels too big for her.

🐇 . but the shoes don’t stop her from tripping. bunny is clumsy in a way that feels almost impossible, like gravity has a personal vendetta against her. she stumbles over absolutely nothing, bumping into walls, knocking over cups, catching the edge of a doorway because she miscalculated the space. and when she falls—which happens often—she doesn’t just get back up. she apologizes. to the floor. as if it has feelings.

and then there’s rafe.

🐇 . rafe, who has to stop himself from laughing when she mutters a soft, “sorry, mr. floor,” after tripping over nothing. rafe, who catches her by the wrist before she can walk straight into a glass door. rafe, who doesn’t even blink when she blinks up at him, dazed and confused, and asks, “wait… what’s happening?” in the middle of a conversation she should’ve been paying attention to.

she doesn’t have to ask for his help. he’s already giving it.

“bunny,” rafe murmurs, voice thick with amusement, as he reaches out to brush a strand of hair from her face. “how are you this slow?”

she blinks up at him, long and lazy, like she’s buffering. “huh?”

his lips twitch. he leans in, tilting his head. “i said—”

but before he can repeat himself, she frowns, her brows furrowing in the softest way. “wait… no, i got it.” a pause. then, “…never mind.”

rafe huffs out a quiet laugh, tilting her chin up with two fingers. “dumb little bunny,” he teases, but his voice is gentle, the words laced with something almost affectionate.

she pouts, lips forming the smallest of frowns. “’m not dumb…”

“mm.” he hums, noncommittal, brushing his thumb over the corner of her mouth. “but you’re mine.”

and bunny, slow as she is, gets that.

[sunnyanddumb98]

In the writing course I'm taking, I must take a month-long break between the first draft and the second. During that month, I'm supposed to read as much as I can and take notes, erasing my own book from my mind. The goal is to read so much that I forget my voice, allowing me to have fresh eyes for editing. This week, I'll be reading Brooklyn by Colm Tóibín, an Irish author, and Strange Pilgrims by Gabriel García Márquez.

I'm not a fast reader, and as I've mentioned before, I have never read a book faster than it was written. Reading multiple books at a time helps, but I truly think I won't have enough distraction to reset myself enough. I can't read fast and probably only finish one new book this month. It is what it is. Thankfully and tragically, this is not a graded course, so I'm not going to fail any tests but my own—editing my book with fresh eyes.

[fixquotes]

"I wanted to be a teacher, but I was a lousy student, one of the slowest readers. It was a tremendous struggle. But I'm lucky I had some teachers who saw something in me"

- Ann Bancroft

[onehithero]

LOVE is in the air.NO.GASter leak

[knowinglylazypsion]

Audible Promo)

“Some nights, all you want is a story and a little silence.”

Lately, I’ve been letting audiobooks do the reading for me — Soft narration in my ears while I fold laundry, walk through dusk, or fall asleep slowly.

Audible is offering 2 free audiobooks with a 30-day trial right now. No pressure. No commitments. Just stories. The kind you keep forever, even if you cancel.

I started with The Secret History and The Midnight Library — both felt like being whispered to in another life.

📚 Link if you want to try it too → (yes, it’s free. yes, you get to keep the books.)

[inourya]

i love slow reading when i live my own life parallel to the characters, processing their thoughts along the way and the next day, my perception of the following pages changes   because i’ve had time to reflect.   as i change my life, my perception shifts along with it.   i don’t care about the trend of reading 500 books a month  this way of reading feels far more valuable to me.

[maelstromedia]

The Grownup Who Still Wonders

NEW RELEASE PREVIEW

From the author of The Lantern Still Burns™, here’s the opening of a new modern parable:

The Grown-Up Who Still Wonders™

A modern parable inspired by The Little Prince and The Lantern Still Burns™

This is a short book for those who never stopped asking questions — even when the world stopped answering them.

Below is the full introduction and first two pages.

If it speaks to you, there’s more waiting quietly behind it.

In the soft rustle of dusk, he wandered.

Not because he was lost — though others might have said so — but because wandering had always been the surest way to listen. The streets had changed since the days of his boyhood sketches and imaginary maps, but the questions had not. They still rose in him like warm breath on a cold morning.

Where do things go when they’re forgotten?

Why does silence hum when no one else is around?

And what, exactly, is a grown-up supposed to grow into?

His coat was older than he cared to admit, frayed at the sleeves and patched with quiet defiances. He carried no lantern now, not visibly — but he swore there was still a glow somewhere in his chest, a flicker that hadn't gone out.

Children, when they saw him, sometimes waved. He always waved back. Adults, when they noticed him at all, assumed he was a kindly eccentric. They weren’t wrong.

He spoke aloud sometimes, not to himself, but to the air — which he had long suspected was full of company. And tonight, as he stepped off the curb and paused to watch the sky tip from amber to ink, he said softly:

“I still wonder, you know. I never stopped.”

A bird overhead cried out as if in reply — or as if it didn’t care — and he smiled. Either way, it was enough.

Tomorrow, he would go looking again. Not for answers, but for the things most people forgot how to see.

He kept a notebook in his coat pocket — one of many — dog-eared, tea-stained, and stubbornly unruled.

It was not filled with plans.

It was filled with moments.

A sentence overheard on a bus.

The way a dandelion seed spun like a tiny dancer.

A list of questions he had once meant to ask someone, and now kept like old postcards:

– What’s the opposite of loneliness?

– Do dogs have secrets?

– Is memory a kind of magic, or just mischief in disguise?

No one had ever told him to stop collecting such things. They had simply stopped asking what he found.

So he scribbled in the margins of mornings. He sketched thoughts instead of objects. He recorded the weather of people — “cloudy with glimpses of kindness” — and the rare, golden storms of connection.

Most people, he’d found, had traded wonder for certainty. Certainty was easier to carry, they said. Lighter, perhaps, but somehow heavier, too. It dragged at the spirit in ways no one talked about.

He had tried, once or twice, to be one of them. To fold his questions away, like clean shirts in a drawer. But they wrinkled when he did. They wriggled, like small creatures in his chest, asking to be let out again.

And so he had chosen the path less managed.

More wandering. Less arriving.

A life made not of achievements, but of attentiveness.

That, to him, was the closest thing to flight.

I’m always happy to share wonder — one page at a time.

#TheGrownUpWhoStillWonders#ModernParable#NeurodivergentVoices#BurnoutAndBeing#MaelstromMedia#PhilosophicalFiction#AdultFables#LiteraryWanderer#CreativeNeurodivergence#PoeticReflection#MentalHealthNarrative#SlowReading#ParablesForToday#DiogenesSpirit#LittlePrinceEchoes#GentleRebellion#ExistentialTenderness#StoriesThatStay#CareAndCynicism#LanternStillBurns#BooksOfLight#IndependentVoices#QuietPower#WordsThatWander#NarrativeAlchemy#FictionWithSoul#NarrativeAsTorch

[bspoquemagazine]

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[ilargeicontradictmiself]

Ive been slowreading the book and this put me in the mood again, feels like , even though they did a few stuff different than how i imagined them , they still work, and the stuff that they kept seem perfect, i imagined the family completely different, they were darker and the girls had like big black natural hair and the uncle had this thundervoice but two images can exists at once it's fine

The Sky is Everywhere | Official Trailer | Apple TV+ | February 11, 2022

Adrift after her sister Bailey’s sudden death, Lennie finds herself torn between quiet, seductive Toby—Bailey’s boyfriend who shares Lennie’s grief—and Joe, the new boy in town who bursts with life and musical genius. Each offers Lennie something she desperately needs. One boy helps her remember. The other lets her forget. And she knows if the two of them collide, her whole world will explode.

[booksiseeloveandread]

October TBR! . I usually don’t post my TBR lists because I’m a slow reader so my list doesn’t really compare to the others posted on here, and I don’t really plan what I read! But these 3 are my ‘definite’ reads for October, and hopefully I can sneak one more in this month! . How many books do you usually read in a month? . . . #octobertbr #tbr #tbrpost #tbrpile #toberead #tobereadlist #tbrstack #bookspines #yafantasy #yalit #yabooks #northernlights #hisdarkmaterials #philippullman #bookstack #slowreadersclub #slowreader #bookstagram #bookworm #october #spookyseason #spooktober https://www.instagram.com/p/B3GB0gggKR1/?igshid=czn53cpoh05d

[sunnyanddumb98]

I'm doing a 30-day engagement challenge with personal questions. The question of the day is: What's your favourite genre to read and why?

Sadly I engage in only three genres, I like to open up to new genres, though I just can't seem to focus. I have ADHD. and my brain is really picky. there are some fonts, topics and voices I just can seem to read.

One is literary contemporary fiction, but always on the more funny side and, above all, short stories. I love Miranda July, Otessa Moshfegh, Haruki Murakami, Lydia Davis, and Sayaka Murata, always with a hint of satire because just drama makes me uncomfortable. I really like apathetic characters; they make me feel safe.

The other genre is really specific: anything regency-era, smut or not. My favourite book of all time is "Pride and Prejudice," and I have read it once every three months since I was nine. I just love it. Reading Regency usually helps me to calm down my thoughts. It is easy and doesn't require much concentration.

I'm a slow reader. I can confidently say I have never read a book faster than it has been written, and I usually read multiple books at a time.

Last but not least, my favourite genre is old Latin American magic realism, like Gabriel Garcia Márquez, Isabel Allende, Borges, Cortázar, and Galeano. Since I'm Chilean, it's really comforting. There is something about the voice and the world that makes me feel really at home.

[fixquotes]

"I wanted to be a teacher, but I was a lousy student, one of the slowest readers. It was a tremendous struggle. But I'm lucky I had some teachers who saw something in me"

- Ann Bancroft

[beenbroken-foreverscarred]

I’m not much of a reader but, I have read this 5 times

[pixypanic]

Lunch/dinner of the day and the same book again... but it looks pretty! #slowreader #notime #nurse #nurselife #salad #saladinajar #fruit #fruitsalad #fruitsaladinajar #puddingandstrawberries #healthy #reading #book #books #bookstagram #victoriaaveyard #redqueen

[rosevbutler]

LIVE on the blog now! Fantasy & SciFi Novels I'm Excited to Read in 2020! I know, I know. Four months of 2020 have already passed us by. However, I didn't get a chance to make this list earlier in the year, so I'm making it now. The list is short because I'm a slow reader, but what is here promises to be gold. Because of quarantine, I've been using my Kindle a lot, and I'm so excited to get these downloaded as soon as I can!⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ Read the rest now at www.rvbutlerauthor.com!⁠ There's a link in my bio if it will work! 😅⁠⠀ ⁠⠀ #amreading #amreadingfantasy #amreadingscifi #bookworm #slowreader #bibliophile #Kindle #books #newreleases #2020 https://www.instagram.com/p/B_pk_yXhDWu/?igshid=v5e28lq01b9d

[notabookaholic-blog]

I can't go out. So, my television and laptop are doing slide shows and showing me how beautiful outside is, without you #homospanies. . . I can't go out but I can bring the view here.😂 Anyway, I'm currently reading #kalfaontheshore I'm a slow reader. So, it's gonna take time. Though, I'm loving the book. Damn sure I'll buy the whole collection of #harukimurakami after this look down. What are your plans after this lockdown? And what are your current reads? . . . #bookstagram#bookaddict#bookish#bookishgirl#booklover#bookworm#slowreader#reader#currentlyreading#thebookworm#thebookoholics#bookaholic📚#booknerd#bookediting#laptop#viewathome#masalatea#rainyday#tea#photography#bookphotography#redmiphotography#likeforlikes#follow#view#eveningtea#eveningmood https://www.instagram.com/p/B_N1QWwBGYG/?igshid=z1uiqjb1td35