Text as a place to inhabit
There was a nice bit in the middle where you were reading and I recognised the part which I was approaching, too, so you were ahead of me in the text. I then continued to read something that you had not long since read, as we were walking past each another, and there was something about the way. Perec talks about this is the text. Those spaces where people are reading the same text. That sense of communion, or solidarity, or not even that but being able to tune into something that someone is doing privately, but to know where they are in that private experience … this felt quite strong.
Say it again
Somehow knowing where you were in the text, even though the reading that you were doing was quite private. There was a small glimpse of something that enabled me to access where you were in that experience. Ordinarily, this would remain very invisible and out of my experience.
It makes me think that when we read a text we are creating distances and spaces or something like that, a device for measuring. Because when listening to you I could measure, how far I am from you in the text.
Text as time and space
It was as if you were in the future. Because you were further into the text than I was. And because I had already read the text a few times, I knew where you were.
I mean, I thought she is reading something and I don’t know where she is about in the text. And then I came there, and I realised that is where she was, and I recognised it.
This is the textorium. Where are you when you are in a text?
And is it possible to recognise the other and the self in the textorium?