Do That Hot, Sexy Thing with Your Lips--Reb MacRath
No, for heaven's sake, I don't mean this: And no, Lev Butts, I don't mean this: This is the hot sexy thing with your lips: That's right, move 'em when you read! I don't know when exactly I started to question my own reading speed...or my habit of sounding the words in my head, savoring rhythms and diction. Nor can I recall when I first felt ashamed at helplessly reading some sections aloud. I knew that others read far more quickly than I -- some with perfect recall. I read a book on speed reading not long after college, stung by a stranger's cruel remark about my lipful reading style. I recall trying to master the basic principles: not sounding the words...silently ingesting lines, then paragraphs of type. I never entirely abandoned my efforts or enjoyed any real success. Reading in this fashion was pleasureless to me, while reading my own way brought equal measures of pleasure and shame. Ah, but I remember my emancipation after r...