"Reading is like the sex act – done privately, and often in bed"
Just a guy who loves reading, books, magazines and of course … guys!!!
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A writer’s tools might include an inkwell and papyrus scrolls or less expensive wax tablets and stylus. The tablets could also be bound and they could be erased with the flat end of the stylus. Papyrus was made of the pith of a water plant; ink was a mixture of soot, resin, wine dregs and cuttlefish.
Roman Terracotta Inkwell (1st or 2nd Century A.D.)
Roman/Egyptian Papyrus Letter (early 3rd Century A.D.)
An excerpt from my upcoming dissertation, "Hold that book in front of your face, it’ll be funny": Self, Other and the Anthropomorphic Book Cover:
… Although we like to imagine that literature exists purely in the verbal realm, reading is and always will be a somatic act. The reader’s encounter with the book—like the subject’s encounter with the object—is one of transgression, in which book and self invade and co-constitute one another. Readers, through unconscious mimetic incorporation, define themselves and their beings in relation to texts. And this is no accident: the book, with its surface container that perfectly encapsulates an interior textual world, is the perfect metaphor for the body, itself composed entirely of surfaces and depths (skin-interior organs, outward behavior-internal thoughts, conscious-unconscious).
We see, then, that a book-person or a person wearing a book are not playful jokes, but troubling reminders that the subject always constructs her identity in relation to that which is completely other. Alterity resides within the individual. We are never simply ourselves; our bodies are as much books as a book is a body …