ah, Through the looking glass, brings forth lovely memories
about TTW: I just "read" books so differently then you...I `m a very visual type with very active imagination which makes the language of the book not as crucial in my perception of it....basically, it has to be enough to rouse my interest in the book, but after that...every line I read, as soon as I read it, transforms into a vivid imaginery of my mind, and as the story progresses so does the continous mouvie in my head, and once it gets started the language really has minimum impact because whatever the story might be "lacking" in language and style I make up in my visualisation
everything I read immediately transforms into sweeping images, which leaves me paying very little attention to the actual language
if that makes any sense...