The Seductive Wonder of a Good Book

What is it that draws you to a book? Is it the luster of its cover or the swirl of its font? Maybe it’s the rusted edges of its pages, full of the smell of antiquity. Tell me in the comments, what draws you to a book that you just can’t ignore?

Gather around, faeries. Get comfortable, take a deep breath in, and let it out slow like this hiss of the ocean. Now, close your eyes and imagine you have a book in your hands. Take a moment to feel it, see it, understand it.

What did you see?

In my hands, there rests a hefty book, heavy enough to make my arms ache if I held it up to read. It has gold-lined pages and a thick, hard, cover made of leather too. It smells like every person who has skimmed their fingers across the slightly raised text. And it’s a deep, dark green.

There are many books that could fit this description out there, aren’t there? Probably just as many that fit your description.

As beautiful as that image is, isn’t a ratty old paperback gorgeous too? Yellowed pages, mysterious stain here and there, and a spine with so many lines you’re left guessing at the title. We’re inexplicably drawn to our little friends, bent and torn, sitting on the top shelf.

That is the seductive wonder of a good book.


I’m sitting at my desk with an old vanilla candle crackling as it was created to do, looking over at my collection of books, read and unread. Tattered and pristine.

Something fantastical radiates off them. It brightens the entire room with its light. It blossoms from the center of every one of these great books or it necroses from the belly of the bad.

It is emotion.

That is the seductive wonder of a good book.

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The emotion the novel was written with and the emotion it draws from you, the reader, is the seductive wonder of a good book. That simple thing, passion, makes a book call out to you.

Our favorite books are the ones that make us scream and cry, laugh and cringe. They make us live like the character. The emotions we feel pull us away from our reality and into the reality of the story. The emotion woven in between the lines gives us the gift of a wondrous journey.

It doesn’t matter so much if a book is grammatically perfect or throws together gorgeous prose. What matters is the driving emotion at the center of the story that has the ability to grant the reader those same emotions.

There is little more special to me than crying as I move to the finish of a book. The feeling of shutting the back cover and saying goodnight to our journey with tears still on my face is inimitable. It is its own. It is powerful and it keeps me turning back to various bookshelves, searching for another book that will do the same.

The wonder we find as we explore our own emotions through the journey between covers is beautiful. As you find yourself searching for new reads, or upset over reading bad book after bad book, search for the beaten cover of a book hundreds of hands have clutched onto as they wept.


Tell me, friends, what is it that draws you to a book? Is it the luster of its cover or the swirl of its font? Maybe it’s the rusted edges of its pages, full of the smell of antiquity. Tell me in the comments, what draws you to a book that you just can’t ignore?

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