I’ve just discovered Penelope Fitzgerald. What I mean to say is that I discovered A.S. Byatt's The Children's Book, then her essays On Histories and Stories, which led me to Penelope Fitzgerald’s novel The Blue Flower. And now I am in love.
Is book love, too, inspired by chemical receptors in our brains? Do these receptors react to words and stories as hormones react to the scent of a potential lover passing on the street? Maybe it is something like pheromones that seep from the pages of our current reads and turn our heads toward the next passionate fling.
Is book love, too, inspired by chemical receptors in our brains? Do these receptors react to words and stories as hormones react to the scent of a potential lover passing on the street? Maybe it is something like pheromones that seep from the pages of our current reads and turn our heads toward the next passionate fling.
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