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Text remains the loveliest medium - Tommy Dixon

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Note: This was originally written as part of my essay on how to end your online era, but got removed in the edits. I thought it worked as a cool standalone essay, with a little TLC. People also ask me a lot of reading-related questions, so I tried to address some of them here. “Because when I read, I don’t really read; I pop a beautiful sentence into my mouth and suck it like a fruit drop, or I sip it like a liqueur until the thought dissolves in me like alcohol, infusing brain and heart and coursing on through the veins to the root of each blood vessel.” — Bohumil Hrabal I probably read for three or four hours a day. I read at a very slow, almost leisurely pace, often with a voice in my head like I’m reading to myself, underlining and making notes in the margins, rereading interesting or confusing parts two maybe three times, pausing to reflect, then staring off into space, then snapping back and starting to read again. I read in the morning before work, I read at lunch, at dinner, be

Essays Text remains the loveliest medium A love letter to the written word Tommy Dixon Nov 29, 2025 ∙ Paid 137 3 38 Share Note: This was originally written as part of my essay on how to end your online era , but got removed in the edits. I thought it worked as a cool standalone essay, with a little TLC. People also ask me a lot of reading-related questions, so I tried to address some of them here. “Because when I read, I don’t really read; I pop a beautiful sentence into my mouth and suck it like a fruit drop, or I sip it like a liqueur until the thought dissolves in me like alcohol, infusing

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