Monday, June 15, 2015

"Can Reading Make You Happier?"

Bibliotherapy is a very broad term for the ancient practice of encouraging reading for therapeutic effect. The first use of the term is usually dated to a jaunty 1916 article in The Atlantic Monthly, “A Literary Clinic.” In it, the author describes stumbling upon a “bibliopathic institute” run by an acquaintance, Bagster, in the basement of his church, from where he dispenses reading recommendations with healing value. “Bibliotherapy is…a new science,” Bagster explains. “A book may be a stimulant or a sedative or an irritant or a soporific. The point is that it must do something to you, and you ought to know what it is. A book may be of the nature of a soothing syrup or it may be of the nature of a mustard plaster.” To a middle-aged client with “opinions partially ossified,” Bagster gives the following prescription: “You must read more novels. Not pleasant stories that make you forget yourself. They must be searching, drastic, stinging, relentless novels.” (George Bernard Shaw is at the top of the list.) Bagster is finally called away to deal with a patient who has “taken an overdose of war literature,” leaving the author to think about the books that “put new life into us and then set the life pulse strong but slow.”

Today, bibliotherapy takes many different forms, from literature courses run for prison inmates to reading circles for elderly people suffering from dementia. Sometimes it can simply mean one-on-one or group sessions for “lapsed” readers who want to find their way back to an enjoyment of books. Berthoud and her longtime friend and fellow bibliotherapist Susan Elderkin mostly practice “affective” bibliotherapy, advocating the restorative power of reading fiction. The two met at Cambridge University as undergraduates, more than twenty years ago, and bonded immediately over the shared contents of their bookshelves, in particular Italo Calvino’s novel “If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller,” which is itself about the nature of reading. As their friendship developed, they began prescribing novels to cure each other’s ailments, such as a broken heart or career uncertainty. “When Suse was having a crisis about her profession—she wanted to be a writer, but was wondering if she could cope with the inevitable rejection—I gave her Don Marquis’s ‘Archy and Mehitabel’ poems,” Berthoud told me. “If Archy the cockroach could be so dedicated to his art as to jump on the typewriter keys in order to write his free-verse poems every night in the New York offices of the Evening Sun, then surely she should be prepared to suffer for her art, too.” Years later, Elderkin gave Berthoud,who wanted to figure out how to balance being a painter and a mother, Patrick Gale’s novel “Notes from an Exhibition,” about a successful but troubled female artist. (read the whole thing)

6 comments:

Methadras said...

I love to read and reading good stories does make me feel good. Does it make me happier? I don't know about that, but I am glad that I've added another book to my knowledge base.

AllenS said...

I love to read, and reading makes me happier, unless I'm reading something that Titus or Rhythm and Balls wrote, then I'm sad.

ricpic said...

Is this supposed to be some kind of scientific breakthrough? It's been common knowledge forever that getting lost in a book is therapeutic, if for no other reason than that it makes the world go away for awhile.

Dear corrupt left, go F yourselves said...

lol Allen S.

Dear corrupt left, go F yourselves said...

I love a good book. I'm often too tired at night to read one.

Any suggestions?

William said...

Just now I'm reading Trollope's novel, The Way We Live Now. I read one or two chapters a night before turning in. The book is never interesting enough to make me want to keep reading and never quite boring enough to cause me to lose interest. It's soothing and soporific, like a Mozart minuet or divertimento. The ideal bedside novel.......James Clavell's Shogun was the worst. You could stay up half the night reading it.