I am a Reader with a capital "R." If you scratch me, I bleed books. -- Loretta Benedetto Marvel, Mastering Illusion, CPS Sept/Oct '09
I snared this quote from Ms. Marvel's column in the latest issue of Cloth Paper Scissors, which every other month has me eyeing stuff in my junk drawer and wondering if I should open an online shop. If only there were a market for batteries of indeterminate power, orphaned pen caps and used wire ties, I'd be a millionaire in no time.
It also made me think: if you scratch me, what would I bleed? I want to say something cool like ink or plots or even worlds, but I suspect it would be story. Everything I do or love involves a story of some kind, whether it's mine or someone else's. Writing, reading, quilting, painting, blogging, cooking, caregiving, walking, talking, being. Most nights I can't even sleep without being sucked into the stories in my dreams (I'd really like to know why I keep having that one about walking through the aisles at the market though. I'm not even naked in that one.)
So your turn: if I scratch you, what would you bleed? Tell us in comments.