Dear Mr. Peter Mendelsund:
What We See When We Read is quite an experience!
Every time I open it, it’s like I am transported to one of my English classes in college. Your words on paper are what my professors and teachers were. Granted, you don’t sound exactly like them but your tone and manner hit quite close to home. I became comfortable with your pace quickly and was strangely familiar with your approach.
For a black and white book, it’s colorful. Even without the illustrations, I could still see the images from your words. And your depictions are odd and entertaining, even distracting.
Since I finished it, I have been wondering what it would be like to turn this book into a one-time class, like a crash course or something. I’ve seen a few friends and strangers give me and the book curious looks. Some even did ask what it is. Sadly, I failed summarizing the book, despite understanding it.
There were others who asked where I bought your book (from one of the big bookstore chains that participated in a book fair). Though I did tell them where, I have yet to know if they bought a copy, much less read it.
Your book is a serendipitous piece to me. It wasn’t on my list. I never heard of it until the second I laid eyes on it—and at one of the sections that I do not frequent! It took me a while to decide if I should purchase it or not. I am glad that I did.