"Comments are more interesting then the book…"

Peggy picked up Hawthorne’s Blithdale Romace from the Deidrich’s Free Library. She asked me if the notes in the book were mine. I do not know, but I said yes – because in all probability they are. She then said that the comments were more intersting then the book.

To me that is somehow an insult. She is trying to get inside my head, to figure me out, she is trying to take some of my wisdom away – or something. It is a very basic fear – it comes up with out me even thinking about it.

I have a closeness to literature – I mean that I take it very very seriously – I really care about it. When someone has access to my deepest thoughts about something that I care about, I fear that they are going to take something from me. Even if it is something that I am giving away. Even if it is something that should bring my joy.

Peggy was not being judgemental. She was happy and having fun. I need to remember that the other persons perceptions are most likely more correct then mine.

Also, I wrote those comments for someone else – some ideal rereader. I did not write them for me because I never go back over anything that I read. Maybe I should start – maybe I should start paying more attention to the literature in my life and what it may mean the second time around.