Let Your Indulgence Set You Free
Throughout my life, I have enjoyed reading. As a child I sped through many books and adored escaping to the fantasy worlds of my favourite books. However, as I grew older, and it became more important for me to be reading, I fell out of love. Throughout my GCSEs, I despised reading, as I wasn't reading for fun, I was reading for the sake of reading.
However, as my GCSEs came to an end, I re-ventured into the world of reading, picking up a book every now and then. I also went on to complete an A-Level in English Literature, reading a scope of poetry, plays and prose, and explored a large variety of styles. The title of this post actually comes from the final line of Shakespeare's 'The Tempest' in which the main character Prospero addresses the audience. This final line struck a chord with me, because its inviting the audience to use their indulgences to set him free, and at the time it got me thinking about the indulgence of theatre. The idea of escaping to a world different to our own is something that we all partake in, and it wasn't until recently that I began thinking about this idea.
I found myself in a bookshop after years of shopping online for books, or simply downloading them. The sheer scale of books available brought back a joy, which I haven't felt in the longest time. It made me wonder whether we all should indulge ourselves in that little bit of magic, transport ourselves to the place where our own problems are far less significant than those upon the page/stage/screen.
What do you think?
However, as my GCSEs came to an end, I re-ventured into the world of reading, picking up a book every now and then. I also went on to complete an A-Level in English Literature, reading a scope of poetry, plays and prose, and explored a large variety of styles. The title of this post actually comes from the final line of Shakespeare's 'The Tempest' in which the main character Prospero addresses the audience. This final line struck a chord with me, because its inviting the audience to use their indulgences to set him free, and at the time it got me thinking about the indulgence of theatre. The idea of escaping to a world different to our own is something that we all partake in, and it wasn't until recently that I began thinking about this idea.
I found myself in a bookshop after years of shopping online for books, or simply downloading them. The sheer scale of books available brought back a joy, which I haven't felt in the longest time. It made me wonder whether we all should indulge ourselves in that little bit of magic, transport ourselves to the place where our own problems are far less significant than those upon the page/stage/screen.
What do you think?
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