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Like a skeleton supporting the skin of a text, the page disappears in its very function, and in that unprepossessing nature lies its strength. A Brief History of the Page by Alberto Manguel in A Reader on Reading ; YALE 2010. As bloggers (and writers) we gaze at a blank page; pencil dancing clumsy steps through our fingers, flirting on the keyboard, hesitant on the cap of the closed pen, and the clock on the desk does not stop ticking. The page; silent recipient of our thoughts, guardian of ideas, sympathizer of our feelings, librarian of memories. On pages, the novelists gods create worlds with a strand of hair; composers echo their music through time; artists bring forth their vision with courageous ambiguities for the few who care. According to Manguel, the page might represent a unit of space (this he makes note of with wariness), dictating the time of the reader; a café where writer and reader meet and experience the world through each other — one more vulnerable than the other.…

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