Every writer wants his work to be read and enjoyed. He wants to connect with the reader on many levels, primarily emotionally. He hopes the reader will laugh, cry, be moved to action or desire, and of course, he hopes the reader will want to read more.
In my case, I’ve received very favorable reviews for my book, Mighty Little Man: My Story, His Story, Our Story. But there has been one unexpected thing I hear over and over about my book, and I am very pleased indeed. In fact, I consider it my greatest compliment.
I’ve met many people since I published my book that I would not have met otherwise. I’ve been to book signings, author expos, libraries, and even some people at work have shared their feelings about the book. They’ll say, “I can hear you telling the story.”
However, there is one instance in particular that I would like to share. There is a young woman who works at the security desk in the building where I work. Because of an accident over a decade ago, she now gets around by wheelchair. I noticed her at her desk a few weeks ago looking rather bored, so I walked over and asked if she would like to read a book. She replied that she doesn’t really care to read much, but when I explained that it was a book I wrote myself, she reluctantly agreed to check into it.
Then just the other day she told me she was already halfway through the book. She considered that fact to be something special since, as she put it, “I don’t read.”
Intrigued, I asked, “So why are you reading Mighty Little Man?”
Her answer certainly made me smile. She said, “Because it’s not like it’s ‘reading’ at all. It’s like you’re just standing there telling me the story.”
Yes sir, that made my day.