Reading Rainbow

     Whenever I read, the results are always mixed.  At times, the words will flow naturally and strike a chord with me.  For instance, I read a book this summer that some consider a challenging read, "The Color Purple."  While it was difficult to understand at times, the words felt so real and so powerful that the flow of the story drew me in.  Other times, I'll read what I percieve as fragments of mish-mashed sentences that have little to no impact.  I had the aforementioned experience while reading Nathaniel Hawthorne's "The Scarlet Letter."  Though I was draw into the story on occasion, the words and sentences flowed in a way with which I couldn't connect, which meant it was more of a struggle for me the finish the novel.  Tough no one can ever predict when a novel will draw him in and when it will not, I believe that when I can not easily grasp the words of a novel, I feel as if I am almost blocked from the bare story itself.   

     When I can't fully delve into a story, my ability to read it becomes erratic.  At times, even though my eyes have captured all the words of a sentence and sent the words to my brain, the sentence will appear as an incomprehensible string of words and letter.  Other times, I'll pick up on the irrelevant details while missing out on the bigger picture.  I don't know if I can attribute this to the fact that I prefer to write rather than read, but I will try to process a read I don't enjoy the same way I process a good read for the sake of college work.