It’s strange – you are hurled into a new world, a different world.
From the moment your eyes fall on that first word your mind gets to work – trying to make it all seem natural to you. Trying to get you to SEE it, HEAR it, SMELL it. The book’s working hard for your attention and your mind’s it’s ally.
Even these two with their shared powers of persuasion can achieve precious little on their own because you simply won’t accept this world, this story as true – as a part of you – until something about it catches your heart.
Until it makes you laugh, makes you cry, makes you weep, and makes your scream – ”WHYYYYYYY!?!?!?!”
THAT’S what you expect as soon as you open that book and decide to travel through different dimensions of the writer’s mind. And then when it actually happens – when your head starts to make some sense of the story and your heart starts feeling something for it, it’s as if everything around you falls down and now it’s just you and this treasure of a book in your hands.
Starting a new story is like…..hmmmm….well….I could sit here all day and still won’t be able to find an example that even comes close to describe that feeling. Because there isn’t one. You CANNOT describe what happens to you in that moment. You just let it slither it’s way into your head. If it’s good enough, you’ll hand over the control to your heart. If not? Well, that’s what 1 star reviews are for, right?! xD
A book is not just a bundle of pages. It’s a gateway into the workings of multiple minds –
🖤 YOU – the reader, for you would interpret it YOUR OWN WAY. You will read it different, understand it different, feel it different. Your preconceptions about what the characters do (or don’t do), what their motivations are will have a major role in determining whether you’ll fall in love with it or it’ll join your DNF’d pile of shame. xD
🖤 THE WRITER – because of a very simple reason: it’s the product of their mind, afterall. Much of why what happens, happens in the story will have been affected by the writers’ own set of ideals – their sense of right and wrong, their dreams, their experiences.Everything that shaped them, helped them become who they are will have an effect on how they shape their characters, even if just a little bit.
🖤 THE CHARACTERS – A good book will leave you shook, to the point that you will start questioning your own sense of reality because to you, the characters of the story will be real – in your mind they will be flesh and blood. You will sympathize with them, laugh with them, cry with them, get mad at them. Most importantly – YOU WILL GET TO KNOW THEM. How they do what they do. AND WHY THEY DO IT! You will be privy to it ALL!
SO MUCH HAPPENS WHEN WE READ A BOOK. And it happens so smoothly that we don’t even notice it until we are done!
AHEM. Let me show you –
It’s time to go through it all – ALL OVER AGAIN! ❤ ❤
There are soooo many blogs that I ADORE but loving them comes at a price – a delightful price – THE INCREASE OF MY TBR PILE AT AN EXPONENTIAL RATE. My fingers shake as I click on their posts because although I know that their reviews will be groundbreaking-ly amazing, they will also force me to add the books to my own list which will complicate things for the already pitiable state of my ARCs. ;p
BUT….that still doesn’t dissuade me from reading them and loving them and then dying under the soul crushing weight of my tbr. AH, WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE!
NOT-SO long story short, I have compiled a list of beautifully worded reviews of books (by these awesome bloggers) to read in the month of September! YAYYYY!!!
Take your pick! Take your pick! There are plenty to go around. 😉
The Symposium by Plato : Lashaan read a Greek classic and we all died because of his review’s profoundness. AHHHH!!! IT WAS SO SO BEAUTIFUL, you guys! I felt like reaching through the screen, grabbing the book and start reading it ASAP! But now, I have to wait for Amazon to deliver my copy instead. NO FAIR!!! 😦
Lobizona by Romina Garber: I recently discovered Cielo’s gorgeous blog and instantly fell in love with her writing. The way she writes reviews is JUST SO ADORABLE, I AM TELLING YOU! And this gorgeous review is THE PERFECT EXAMPLE of that! ❤
Chaos Vector by Megan E. O’Keefe : Mads is THE SCI-FI QUEEEEEN!!!! When she recommends, YOU LISTEN! And she is head over heels in love with this book, the second in The Protectorate series! AND I AM GOING TO OBEY HER AND START READING THIS SERIES because this review is a masterpiece and I LOVE IT, OKAY?And you gotta love it too!! ❤
The Ashes of London by Andrew Taylor : Proxy shared this absolutely gorgeous book in one of her Friday Firsts post and I instantly fell in love with it. SUCH CHAOTIC BEAUTY! ME LIKEYYY!!!! And you will toooo – just..visit her post and fall in love with it, okie?!
Utopia Avenue by David Mitchell : Although David Mitchell’s Cloud Atlas was already on my tbr for this year, it wasn’t until I read Wakizashi’s gorgeous review that I actually got excited for this author’s works! I am not dying to read both Cloud Atlas AND this one AS SOON AS POSSIBLE, all because of this review! Don’t miss it. 😉
The Memory Police by Yōko Ogawa : It was Star’s beautiful review that opened my eyes to even more interesting aspects of this book other than it’s cover (which was what attracted me initially) You are going to get sold on this review I AM TELLING YOU!!! It’s awesome, and the premise of this book? Mind-blowing!
You Had Me At Hola by Alexis Daria : I would not have known about this book had it not been for Priyasha’s review AND I WILL FOREVER BE THANKFUL TO HER – because now I can adorn my shelf with this beauty! AHHHHH!!! YOU GOTTA READ HER REVIEW TO FIND OUT HOW AWESOME THIS STORY IS! ❤
How To Disappear by Gillian McAllister : Stephen writes absolutely amazing reviews, this must be common knowledge right? RIIIIGHT? Because if it isn’t then what the hell are you doing??!?! GO GO READ THIS ONE AND ADD THE BOOK TO YOUR TBR BECAUSE IT SOUNDS AWESOME! Thriller lovers – you DON’T want to miss out on How To Disappear, I am telling you!
Midnight Sun by Stephenie Meyer : I have been waiting for this one to come out for EVERRR!!! And when I read Alexandra’s review, it took EVERY SINGLE FIBRE OF MY BEING TO NOT RUSH OUT THE DOOR AND BUY THE BOOK RIGHT THEN AND THERE! Yep, it was THAT good!
Seven Devils BY Laura Lam and Elizabeth May : A beautiful book made even more so by Octavia’s amazing review! I knew I HAD to read it as soon as I saw the cover and the urgency grew by leaps and bounds when I read this review!
First Touch by Teyla Branton : A fantastic review by Purvasha – one of my new fav bloggers! This seems like one of those hidden gems I probably would not have found out about if it hadn’t been for this amazing blogger. PLEASE GIVE THIS REVIEW ALL THE LOVE! ❤
Every Single Shakespeare Play EVER! : Naemi’s posts are so gorgeously written that I feel like crying EVERY SINGLE TIME I VISIT HER BLOG! And this one is no different. HER ONE LINE REVIEWS of Shakespeare’s plays are so cuuutteee that I DEMAND YOU GO AND READ THEM! ❤
A Thousand Beginnings and Endings by Allen Oh : Oh, Oh, OHHH MY GODD!! I AM SURPRISED THAT ALMOST NO ONE IS TALKING ABOUT THIS GORGEOUS BOOK! I am glad Kay is though! Her reviews – as most of you already know – are absolutely brilliant and I am so glad she decided to share her thoughts on this beautiful book with all of us., YOU GOTTA READ THIS POST RIGHT NOW!
MINI REVIEWS – Deck Of Omens & With The Fire On High : It’s one of Marie’s reviews! You know what that means right?! It’s full of beautiful graphics and meaningful thoughts. I swear every time I read one of her posts I FALL IN LOVE! She writes some of THE MOST gorgeous reviews everrr!!!!!
The Good For Nothings by Danielle Banas : I am pretty sure I would NOT have known about this one if I hadn’t read livia’s amazing review of it! SERIOUSLY THIS BOOK SOUNDS ALL KINDS OF WEIRD AND AWESOME!!! AND I AM DEFINITELY ADDING IT TO MY TBR! Are you?! 😉
Pride by Ibi Zoboi : Everyone who knows me knows that I am a Pride and Prejudice addict. So NATURALLY I added it to my tbr as soon as I saw it on Amazon. But I am SO FUCKING GLAD I DID NOT BUY IT THEN. Because, according to Kate’s honest and amazing review, this one’s rather MEH! So I’d urge you give Kate’s review a good read before you got for this book, yeah? I included it because you need to know what to avoid as well, OBVIOUSLY! *rolls eyes*
Red, White, and Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston : This book has been stalking me. I see it at least thrice a week on the internet! I AM NOT KIDDING. I was actually excited to read it before it started to feel like it was haunting me or something. But the excitement is back, I am glad to say – ALL BECAUSE OF Gianna’s BEAUTIFUL REVIEW! Thank you so much, hon! I LOVE YOU FOR THIS GORGEOUS POST! ❤
The Grishaverse Trilogy BY Leigh Bardugo : Macey + the written word = ART! I AM NOT KIDDING! She writes so beautifully that I just want to keep reading forever… WHY, MACEY! WHY DID YOU SHORTEN YOUR MUSINGS ON THIS ONE?!?!?! I loved it to pieces! ❤ You guys – GO. READ THIS GORGEOUS POST. Now. PLEASE?
Drowned Country by Emily Tesh : Look at that cover! It’s pretty, right?Not prettier than the review, though! It was very hard to pick only ONE of Lisa’s reviews since I adore every single thing she writes. BUT I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS SERIES NOW. I have decided to pick this one up. And you will too as soon as you read this review! ❤
The Night Swim by Megan Goldin : I requested and was rejected for this book. But Tessa wasn’t THANK GOD! At least I got to live the story – even if just a little bit – through her beautiful review! THIS ONE IS A MUST READ, YOU GUYS! And if you don’t believe me, then fine. YOU WILL BE CONVINCED ANYWAY ONCE YOU READ THIS POST. HAHAHAHA!!! *evil laughter*
Cemetery Boys by Aiden Thomas : I will read any book that our bee queen suggests. And this one sounds like the perfect tear jerker! And E has reviewed it most perfectly. YOU GOTTA READ THIS POST RIGHT NOW!!!!!!
The Escape Room by Megan Goldin : Sarah is back with her awesome reviews and I COULDN’T BE HAPPIER!!! This one by the author of The Night Swim seems like THE PERFECT THRILLER with an exciting premise. I am SO SO excited to read this. YOU WILL BE TOO IF YOU’LL JUST DO YOURSELVES A FAVOR AND HEAD OVER TO SARAH’S AMAZING REVIEW, YEAH?! 😉 ❤
The Backstagers vol. 2 by James Tynion IV : I can’t tell you much about this book – I will leave that honor with the royal duchesses of the blogosphere. What I WILL tell you though is that YOU SHOULD NOT MISS OUT ON THIS ONE – it sounds way too much fun!! ❤
The One That Got Away by Egan Hughes : I never knew I would end up loving thrillers SO MUCH! And Jules’ reviews are one of the reasons why! SHE CONSTANTLY RERADS AMAZING, SPINE-CHILLING THRILLERS that make me want to drop everything else! This one was just like that. You’ll know when you read this review. It sounds like a must read! ❤
Star Daughter by Shveta Thakrar : I had been SOOO excited for this one to release. The Book Twitter seemed to be blowing up with anticipation and the gorgeous cover only added to it! And then I read Ahana’s review! DAMNNN!!! I FELL IN LOVEEEE WITH IT! And you will toooo!! Just give it a read. It’s honest and it’s BEAUTIFUL! ❤
A Ruined Girl by Kate Simants : Yeah! AS IF THAT GORGEOUS COVER WASN’T ENTICEMENT ENOUGH! Kelly had to kill us with her review as well!! Honestly, sometimes I feel like you go out of your way to write awesome reviews JUST TO TEASE ME BECAUSE…I JUST…*ugly sobbing* I am…*more ugly sobbing*…I GOTTA READ THIS BOOK!!!!!!!!!
A Declaration of The Rights of Magicians by H.G. Parry : Kat’s reviews are one of my absolute favorites! AND NOW THAT SHE IS OFFICIALLY BACK TO BLOGGING, I am sooo excited to start hoarding ALLLL the books that she recommends – starting with this one. It’s absolutely gorgeous and going by Kat’s wonderful, wonderful review, it’s contents are no less wonderful! Visit the post to find out more! ❤ ❤
An Unreliable Man’ by Jostein Gaarder : I LOVE N’s reviews soo much! They are short, sweet, to-the-point, and beautifully written. She always reviews hidden gems and when I read this post, I knew I had to make time for this book this year! IT SOUNDS UNMISSABLE! Please give this post a read and show N’s amazing review the love it soooo deserves!
Fifty Fifty by Steve Cavanagh : Nicki’s reviews are always a delight to read. They are on point and clearly written. I TRUST HER JUDGEMENT IN BOOKS and so I will be adding this one to my tbr! And if you don’t want to miss out on some amazing reads, you better go and check her review out as well! Just sayin’. 😉
Spill Simmer Falter Wither by Sara Baume : WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN WITH THIS AWESOME BLOGGER? Emer writes her reviews sooo passionately that they never fail to impress me. EVERY SINGLE WORD IN THIS REVIEW IS BRIMMING WITH HER LOVE FOR THIS BOOK AND I AM 10478397567507809248% IN LOVE WITH IT! You better go and check it out for yourselves as well!! ❤
Hinton Hollow Death Trip by Will Carver : Julie is ONE OF MY MOST FAVORITE BLOGGERS EVERRR!!! She is kind, sweet, AND WRITES AMAZING REVIEWSSS!!! A few more and I might have to make a separate list for her recommendations! 😉 This one was just as awesome. The book’s premise is soo interesting and Julie’s awesome review seals the deal!!!! ❤
Night Of The Mannequins by Stephen Graham Jones : Reading this review, I was so angry at myself! WHY THE HELL WASN’T I FOLLOWING Tammy ALREADY?!?!??! This review is BRILLIANT! I LOVE THIS SO SOOO MUCHHH!!!! And you gotta read it tooo!!! I have already the book to my tbr – now it’s YOUR turn. ❤
What If It’s Us by by Becky Albertalli and Adam Silvera : If you guys aren’t already following Poulami THEN WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WAITING FOR?! She writes THE LOVELIEST REVIEWS EVERRR!!! And this one is the proof – soo cutteee!!!! LOVE IT SO MUCHH! And you will too, I PROMISEEE!!! *heart eyes*
AND NOW FOR SOME AMAZING LISTS!!!! YAYYY!!!
BOOK RECOMMENDATIONS | STANDALONE BOOKS EDITION : Sofii’s blog is the one to visit whenever you want to soothe your eyes BECAUSE HER POSTS ARE ALWAYS THE PRETTIEST! I mean I don’t even know how she does it! DAMNN!!!! And here she is, with another one of beautiful posts FULL OF BOOK RECS! What more can you even waaaaaant??!?!?!?
Deat Endless Streaming Services, Please Aadapt : Gemma is here with her list of beautiful books that you probably did NOT know about! AND YOU ARE GONNA FALL IN LOVE WITH THEM BECAUSE THEY ARE SO SOOO PRETTYYYY!!! *heart eyes* Thank you so much for sharing this wonderful list with us, hon! 🙂
Railhead by Philip Reeve : The amazing Sabrina at Paper Plane Nomad has generously shared with a list of reasons why she adored Railhead and I AM SO SO GLAD SHE DID. Honestly, everything she writes is just…I LOVE IT, OKAY? And you will be missing out if you don’t read this review as soon as you can. READ IT NOW! ❤
Women in SFF – 10 Fav Female Authors : Alex, the writer behind the awesome website – MARTIAN CHRONICLE – has compiled a list of female science fiction authors and I am 100000000% here for it! Added almost all of the books featured in this one. Science ficiton lovers, you better go and check this one out ASAP. ❤
Contemporary Romances you GOTTA read! : This list by Alex features some lesser known but ABSOLUTELY AMAZING romances that YOU JUST CANNOT LET SLIP THROUGH YOUR RADA!!! *furiously adds all of them to my tbr*
Books That Should Be Adapted Into Netflix Shows/Movies : Are you following Hsinju’s Lit Blog yet? Because if you aren’t then you NEED TO CORRECT THAT ASAP! WHY? Well, apart from the fact that Hsinju is one of the sweetest bloggers around?Well, you can just go and read this amazing post listing some of the awesomest Sapphic books that YOU NEED TO READ and the Netflix directors NEED TO ADAPT. 😉
My Favorite Book Covers for Each Color : Allison is here with her minimalistic post featuring GORGEOUS BOOK COVER in (almost) every color!! *heart eyes* And it is JUST TOO PRETTY FOR WORDS. I am sure you are going to find some awesome books for your September TBR in this post! ❤
WOOOHOOO!!! SOOO MANYY AWESOME BOOKS!!! I am so fucking proud of this list! EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THESE REVIEW IS A GEM! So you better read them – you owe it to yourselves – YOU ARE SO SO AWESOME and you deserve beautiful books! 😉 ❤
I really hope you liked this one! I have been compiling these the whole month!
So….which ones are you adding to your tbr?! Have you already read some of these? Do you recommend? Do you wanna add to the list?!
Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130 holds a special place in my heart. Mainly because it was my life’s first one. And it wasn’t even by choice. You see I was sitting in the library – avoiding my Political Science lecture (I hated that teacher ugh) – when I decided to bide my time going through the books available there. While mindlessly searching for something I didn’t even want, I came across this cute, little hardcover titled – ”Shakespeare’s Sonnets” I immediately checked it out. And let me tell you IT HAD SOME OF THE MOST GRAPHIC IMAGES I HAD EVER LAID EYES ON! xD
Well, needless to say, I spent the whole period – 40 minutes- reading and re-reading random sonnets. And Sonnet 130 was the one that stood out to me the most.
But it wasn’t until I came across it again the other day that I realized Shakespeare was actually trying to teach us something through it’s medium and I had been blind to it this whole time: *gasps*
THE ART OF TOUGH-LOVE 🖤
This realization was immediately followed by an overwhelming urge to share it with everyone else, so that, FINALLY Shakespeare can rest in peace, knowing that we have grasped the hidden meaning now.
So, without further ado, let’s begin.
Prepare a List
Love is blind – until one day isn’t. There will come a time in your life when the magic will wear off and your girl’s inner Janice will start to show – with her weird hair and annoying laugh.
You may choose to let those rather unbearable quirks slide at first but after a while, they may become too much to ignore. They almost always do.
In such cases as these, the very first thing you gotta do is MAKE A LIST OF EVERYTHING YOU FIND ANNOYING ABOUT YOUR PARTNERand make it as extensive as you can.
As you must know already, the perfect woman must be the very embodiment of mother nature:
Her eyes as bright as the sun, Her breasts plump and her complexion fair, Her hair flowing, and her aroma rare.
Ever Man’s Fantasy
She must be delicate like a flower – rosy cheeks and soft to touch. Her voice should have the tenor of a goddess speaking from the heaven itself.
All of these things should a woman possess and since YOUR lover doesn’t even come CLOSE to these standards, you are going to have to make some comparisons to hint it, in a not so subtle way.
Compose a Love-Poem
Now that you have gathered the basic material, you may find that it seems rather harsh, doesn’t it?
Well, our Shakesy has the perfect solution for your dilemma. You see, if you wanna soften the blow on your rather plain lover, you gotta compile your complaints and comparisons into a well structured love poem – aka a sonnet.
Shakespeare was well practiced in the art of writing these sneaky little poems – written to woo them girls apparently! And so, you MUST take some inspiration from his previous works to write the perfect sonnet. Also pay attention to how he cloaks his criticism with two rather conveniently placed sentences of flattery in the very end of his sonnets.
Now if you do the right amount of research and practice, your complaints should take the following form:
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red, than her lips red: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound: I grant I never saw a goddess go, My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground: And yet by heaven, I think my love as rare, As any she belied with false compare.
Brilliant, isn’t it?
Now all that’s left for you to do is to –
Show it to your Lover.
And then you wait.
Wait for her as she opens the envelope in pure excitement. Wait for her as her gaze falls on the very first line of the poem. Wait for her as her eyebrows get furrowed and her eyes turn misty. Wait for her as her sadness turns into pure rage. Wait for her as her blood starts to boil and her teeth start to tatter. Wait for her as she looks at you – not with the emotion you had expected (what DID you expect anyway?)but with rage.
Yep, there it is. YOUR ULTIMATE REWARD FOR YOUR SEEMINGLY “tough love”
Steer clear of the Shakesy guy, people. He’ll drown your love-boat more ruthlessly than the fucking iceberg that drowned Titanic.*shrugs*
I TOLD YOU! This was his main intention behind writing this sonnet! We were just too dumb to see it. MAN! I love him and his abilities to surprise us DECADES after his death.
But tell me, did you like his tips? Would you like to refine it by adding some of your own? This is your chance. Share some of your ”tough-love” tips + experiences in the comments so that the rest of can benefit from them as well! 😉
My childhood was full on crazy – I’d slap someone four years older than me and then get into trouble for that,took a few things too and hid them in a place where nobody could find them and then watched everyone panic – a classic example of this was when I took my aunt’s gold ring and kept it in my room.
In my defense I was only 5 years old and that ring was very fucking shiny – it had a peacock engraved in it. IMAGINE THAT!
Yeah, so I took it – in innocence – but when she got mad at her own girls, I was afraid of telling her that it wasn’t them, it was me. And so, I didn’t speak out for the next three days – until my mum found it while looking for something in my bag.
But, hey, THAT’S ANOTHER THING!! 🤷🏻♀️ Right now, I just wanna talk about some other things I did as a child that earned me the label I now wear with much pride and respect – “The Crazy Book Girl”
Let’s begin, shall we?
Guilty of Stealing
Ladies and Gentleman, we are gathered here today to witness the public shaming of this girl – who goes by the name RAIN.
Look at her. Just look. So innocent, isn’t she? Well, don’t be fooled by her little face because behind that innocent smile is the heart of a very heinous criminal who can and WILL destroy everything you hold dear – mainly books.
The Local PD, Bookishton
Yep. They are absolutely fucking right. I did steal someone’s book once.
Hey, hey, HEYYY! Before you come at me with torches and swords, let me explain dude.
It was the year 2005 and I was merely 9 years old. By that time, I had already fallen head over heels in love with books – those pretty little books hiding those pretty little stories!
This one time my ”friend” – let’s call her P – brought her recently rand new social science book to school. Okay, I admit that the content wasn’t very exciting but THOSE PAGES – glossy and smooth as butter. HARDCOVER. Pretty drawings. IT WAS THE VERY DEFINITION OF BEAUTY.
And I was jealous. And SHE FUCKING KNEW IT! That’s why she kept showing it off whole dayy!
Well, I got mad and decided I wanted that book. And so, when she went to the bathroom – I took the book out and put it in my bag. It wasn’t too big so nobody noticed me doing so.
The first few moments I felt awesome but it soon converted into guilt. As that feeling started to overpower me, I decided to out it back in her bag but she came back right at that moment and since it was the last period, I couldn’t do it that day!
When she went home, she must have cried a lot because her new book was missing. AND I FELT AWFUL TOO! And so, the next day – since I usually arrived in class before everyone else – I put the book on the very back seat and sat on my own bench.
The boy who was sitting there noticed the book in the first period, read her name and gave it back to her and that was that.
P, if you are reading this, I HOPE THIS TEACHES YOU NEVER TO FUCKING SHOW OFF!
NOW GO AWAY. You were a mean bean in the later years and I HATE YOU!
It’s all about them stickers
As a child, I had a LOT of picture books. My mum used to bring me new ones every year from the book fair. IT USED TO BE ONE OF THE MOST ANTICIPATED DAY OF THE YEAR. And then, she used to give them to me at the end of every academic year – in March.
It was a lovely tradition and it helped in cultivating my reading habit. And so, I always prized those books and kept them decorated. With lots of those puffy stickers.
One of those books was titled – ”The Best Classic Fairy Tales’‘ – It was very pretty – orange colored and puffy and it had some of my favorite stories like Cinderella,Little Red Riding Hood, and Beauty and the Beast.
I loved it and of course during those first few months of owning it, I would take it to school everyday, not to show it off though LIKE THAT P! Just to make sure that it’s alright, safe with me.
I never took it out of my bag in the class. Never except that one time – in the social science period. Our teacher – with her typical short hair and mean eyes – noticed it and took it from me, asking me to give it back at the period’s end.
I waited impatiently for the bell to ring and as soon as it did, I was the first one off my seat and in front of the teacher’s desk. But she decided to troll me instead, saying that she wanted to borrow the book for a day – so that her daughter could read it.
I couldn’t very well refuse her, EXAMS WERE NEAR, worse luck! And so I nodded.
The next day, however, when she returned the book, I was shocked to see what her daughter had done – torn off ALL OF MY STICKERS, leaving the pages looking ugly with all those white patches. Like this: 😦
And you know what? She pretended as if that was always the case – as if it was like that when she took it from me in the first place!
LIKE WHAT THE FUCK?! An apology would’ve been nice.
From that day, I started being rude to that particular teacher and she’d purposefully cut my marks off for the MOST RANDOM MISTAKES.
Hide your sweaters from me if you are a rude ass punk.
Some of you who have read the part one of this post already know that I once beat up a guy for stealing my book. Well, that wasn’t the only bookish beating I executed.
There was one more. Just one. But this one is VERY important and I AM STILL VERY PROUD OF IT.
I must have been around 11? years old when this happened. You see, I used to sit with this guy from my class in the bus while going back home. He and I used to read comics. The seats used to be really small so we would sit very close to each other and read from the comics – just random cartoons or something, I don’t even remember their names now.
And this other classmate of mine, call him Hasshole, he used to make fun of that. He used to gossip about us, that mean boy gossip you know, it makes me laugh now that I think about it.
But boy did he cross his limit when he snatched the comic from us this one time and crumpled it (they used to be very thin) and started laughing like the Hasshole he was!
He shouldn’t have done that. I got so fucking angry that I went to him, pinned him to the back of the bus, and tore his sweater a bit, starting with it’s v neck. You get the idea, yeah?
He cried and cried until his stop came and unfortunately, it was the same as mine. When his mum, standing there to pick him up, saw this she asked him about it and he told her everything.
She scolded me and took me to my mother, who then scolded me again and I wasn’t allowed to go out to play FOR A WEEK!
FUCK THAT ”HASSHOLE.” I HATE HIM!
*SIGH* Well, THAT was a fun ride, wasn’t it? 😉 These are some of THE MOST memorable moments of my childhood, makes them laugh to even think about them now. And I have this vague idea that THESE ARE NOT ALL – maybe I’m forgetting something?!
Open the goddamn book, read the fucking words,pretend to be shocked/moved etc.
Reading is an art.Each step needs to be savored, taken pleasure in.It needs to speak to your soul.Reading a book should incite a change in the deepest level of your being. AND THAT CAN ONLY HAPPEN IF YOU DO IT RIGHT.
Luckily for you, I am here to enlighten you lost souls on how to properly read a book and this I will do by giving you a sneak peek into my own reading process.
Now, it may get a bit intense here but HEY! YOU KNEW WHAT YOU TOOK ON WHEN YOU CLICKED ON THIS POST, YEAH?!
SO NO COMPLAINING and let’s get to it.
Having finished reading the very last page, I close the book.My mind is still in a haze, unable to process the surroundings I now find myself in.
Seconds turn into minutes threatening to turn into hours when I snap myself out of a long lost dream, shake my hand off of the last shreds of the world I just left behind in the pages of the beautiful book lying on the bed.It’s a hard decision but a necessary one nonetheless.
I walk over to my bookshelf,admire the general splendor of all the hardbacks and paperbacks,bathe in the quiet reassurance of their utmost beauty and I just keep watching and watching….and watching…
Awe turns into irritation real quick.
Standing in front of my magnificent shelf I become aware of all the brooding eyes staring right into my soul, trying to manipulate me.
EVERY SINGLE OF MY PRIZED POSSESSIONS BEG FOR AN HONEST CONSIDERATION. Making those sweet doleful eyes, crushing my heart.
No wonder it takes me HOURS (sometimes even DAYS) to decide what to read next! But I turn my heart to stone and ignoring all their fictional pleas reach my hand out to rest on a random spine.
YES! THIS IS GOING TO BE MY COMPANION FOR THE NEXT COUPLE OF DAYS.
With a heavy heart, I make my way back – back to re-enter a world entirely different from my own.
Reality as I know it starts to fade away.The world around me crumbles – brick by brick- until it gives way to another dimension.
Here, I am a captive of the writer’s words.They clutch the insides of my mind and pull me in. No longer am I aware of my previous life. I am living now in the minds of these wonderful, wonderful characters – crazy, flawed, AND MORE HUMAN THAN HUMAN BEINGS THEMSELVES.
Yes. I LIKE IT HERE. Can I stay here forever? CAN I?
I am lost in a world of words and emotionsand I DON’T WANT ANYONE TO COME LOOKING.
I FEEL SAFE. I FEEL LIKE MYSELF. Yes. I AM HOME AGAIN.
I have lived a full life here, have loved these new friends that I made just a few hours ago – loved them like we’ve been together for eternity.Their laughs, their cries, their hopes and dreams, their fears, their shadows – all etched into my mind as if someone had carved them there with utmost care and precision.
But now these lovely people are about to reach the conclusions to their respective stories – all the hardships they had been subjected to are almost at an end.Their wait is over and the things they want are almost in their grasps.
And while that’s good news for them, it’s distressing to me.
I will soon have to leave them – leave this beautiful world and all these wonderful people.I have come to love their lives more than my ownbut now I won’t be privy to the details anymore.
HOW WILL I KNOW IF THEY WERE ALRIGHT TILL THE END?THAT NO DANGER BEFELL THEM AFTER WE PARTED OUR WAYS?HOWWW?!!?!
They will move away into the quiet recesses of their own little worlds,to live their own livesand I will become a mere stranger to them – A ONE-SIDED LOVER who will continue to obsess over them for days, months EVEN YEARS TO COME!
I AM UNHAPPY. OH, SO UNHAPPY.
Here I sit, with a closed book in my hands and tears welling up in my eyes.
It’s agonizing to watch a world – a world that has made me feel more alive than I have felt in a LONG LONG TIME – fade away into nothingness.
It’s a tearful realization but I keep heart.I have faith because I know that these memories that I have stolen from the neverwhere world will now stay with me forever.Because I know that with a flick of the page I will be transported back to that magical world where everything will STILL BE THE SAME.
AHH!! SUCH A LOVELY PROSPECT.
Yes. I am back again, scratching my head, trying to avoid those puppy dog eyes!
GOD HELP ME!
AND THIS, DEAR READERS, IS HOW YOU PROPERLY READ A BOOK!
I also hope that all you people who think that reading is nothing but looking at words have changed your perception of it now BECAUSE IT IS HARD WORK!!!
*dies of exhaustion and a broken heart*
Soo..do you have the same reading process as I?What steps would you like to add/take away?!?!LET ME KNOW! I WANNA KNOWWW!!!
YOU MUST NOT READ MY REVIEWS for I will let my heart judge the words, without any inhibitions.
When I am holding a book, my mind is no longer the master. For it is my belief that once you let too much reason in, it muddies the effect the story has on you on a much deeper level.
Having read a book, I will jump straight into the review with emotions hanging over my head like a sword, threatening to destroy me lest I pour them out on the paper. It pains me to not be able to talk about what I read right away so I will always be very passionate and most insistent while talking about the merits and the faults of a story.
I will not be led by anything other than what my feelings dictate.
There will not be one shred of dishonesty in what I write. Everything will be in strict accordance with the feelings invoked and the thoughts reflected upon during the course of the reading. So you can imagine that it will, sometimes, prove to be a daunting read. And I am okay with that.
When the reader is wholly invested, in a book nothing but a true account of every movement of their mind, owing to the story, will ever give them satisfaction. So that’s what I do. My reviews are much too intense and hold true to only what I thought about the book, not influenced by anyone or anything else. In that way, they will be brutal, and forgiving accordingly.
You must not be in a delusion that you will be told a detailed account of what happened with whom, who did what, and how it all ended for them. No. The only things you will find in my reviews are what moved me, what incited feelings of passionate hate or ardent love, of ignorance and indifference or that of continuous awe.That’s all I can offer you by the medium of my humble writings.
But frankly, why would you want to know anything else anyway?
Isn’t the real reason why we read book reviews to know what the reader FELT about it?Not what happened, but their REACTIONS to the said events? THAT’S the beauty of every single review out there, isn’t it? Their singularity, their originality.
You must not read my reviews for they will be an honest account of my shattering heart and all the reasons behind it.
They will be raw, overflowing with emotions, and you might then be inclined to suppose that I am blind to the faults of the book. I am not but to think so is your choice.
You must not read my reviews because then, you will HAVE to read the book concerned with as much an open heart and suspended belief as I did, to experience, IN IT’S FULLNESS, the story those pages hold.
YOU MUST NOT READ MY REVIEWS IF YOU ARE UNWILLING TO DO THAT.
Such are my thoughts on review writing, how they should be and why a reviewer must NEVER be forced to do otherwise. Doing justice to a book, according to our opinions on it, is all we are required to do and THAT’S ALL WE WILL DO.
Reading is a habit I formed very early in life. One of the very first books I read was The Adventures of Tom Sawyer. That kid irked me in the beginning, to be honest. I only had the abridged version of the book and since I read it a very long time ago, I have forgotten most of what happens with him but there is ONE THING I DO REMEMBER and I REMEMBER IT VIVIDLY:
He is angry.
He is irritated.
Many days have passed and yet there is no news of his beloved. She doesn’t write.
WHY DOESN’T SHE WRITE TO HIM?
Maybe she is ill. Maybe something bad happened to her. Oh, god, what if she is hurt somehow because I wasn’t there to protect her, to care for her?What if she someone else has caught her eye – someone who gives her attention when I couldn’t, who loves her more than me? But surely that’s not possible.Is it?
Love is toxic in the most delightful yet painful way.
You find yourself obsessing over the littlest changes. A single missed text, an unanswered call, and your thoughts go spiraling down, imagining the worst things possible. Isn’t that the truth?
As all the dark thoughts gather in his mind, turning his every waking moment into a torment, Bonaparte pens down his anxieties and fears hoping that his jealous yet passionate urgings will convince his wife to write more often before loses his mind.
Napolean Bonaparte to Josephine Bonaparte
Verona, 3 Frimaire, year V 
To Josephine, in Milan
I love you no longer; on the contrary, I detest you. You are a wretch, truly perverse, truly stupid, a real Cinderella. You never write to me at all, you do not love your husband; you know the pleasure that your letters give him yet you cannot even manage to write him half a dozen lines, thrown off in a moment!
What then do you do all day, Madame? What business is so vital that it robs you of the time to write to your faithful lover? What attachment can be stifling and pushing aside the love,the tender and constant love which you promised him?
Who can this wonderful new lover be who takes up every moment, rules your days and prevents you from devoting your attention to your husband? Beware, Josephine; one fine night the doors will be broken down and there I shall be.
In truth, I am worried, my love, to have no news from you; write me a four-page letter at once made up from those delightful words which fill my heart with emotion and joy.
I hope you hold you in my arms before long, when I shall lavish upon you a million kisses, burning as the equatorial sun.
One look at his words, even a fleeting one, and your mind is filled with his troubled thoughts, his worry, his MAD ANTICIPATION.
I don’t blame Bonaparte for the hint of anger in his letter. And although everyone may not agree but to me, such a letter – with gentle reprimands and jealousy – is one of the best ways to convey how much a person means to them.
He wants every bit of his wife reserved for himself. No exceptions are allowed. Even when he is gone, he wants her to devote as much thought to him as he does to her.
Granted, it’s always just a phase in the long-run of relationships but ISN’T IT THE BEST??
SO? What did you think of Napolean Bonaparte’s letter to his wife?
How you imagine his wife would have felt at the receipt of this letter?
The moment I set my eyes upon it, I was already falling.
With each turned page, I found myself privy to the most intimate thoughts, the purest feelings, the greenest envies.I was in a world devoid of images. My eyesight had no function here. Nor did my hearing. It was all about the heart. About that warm feeling in your gut, that hot churning of something bittersweet. And I kept falling and falling, taking in all of their hopes,
I was falling. And they were too.
We were falling in love.
This little book gave me power over the hearts of all the greatest writers.They bared their feelings to their loved ones on a rough parchment with a drop of ink. They sent it back. And forth. And on and on, not knowing that this exchange was going to get recorded in eternity and some years later, in my mind too.
Their love lives. In between these pages. These pages that I hold close and dear.
But enough about my intoxication with these beautiful words and destruction at the hands of these star-crossed lovers.Why don’t you take a look by yourself and see what fires they carried in the loud beating of their palm-sized hearts?
John Keats to Fanny Brawne
[Wednesday, 13 October 1819]
My dearest Girl,
This moment I have set myself to copy some verses out fair. I cannot proceed with any degree of content. I must write you a line or two and see if that will assist in dismissing you from my Mind for ever so short a time.
Upon my Soul I can think of nothing else. The time is passed when I had power to advise and warn you against the unpromising morning of my Life. My love has made me selfish. I cannot exist without you. I am forgetful of everything but seeing you again – my Life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorb’d me. I have a sensation at the present moment as though I was dissolving – I should be exquisitely miserable without hope of soon seeing you. I should be afraid to separate myself far from you.
My sweet Fanny, will your heart never change? My love, will it? I have no limit now to my love – Your note came in just here – I cannot be happier away from you. ‘Tis richer than an Argosy of Pearles. Do not threat me even in jest.I have been astonished that Men could die Martyrs for religion – I have shudder’d at it. I shudder no more – I could be martyr’d for my Religion – Love is my religion – I could die for that. I could die for you.
My Creed is Love and you are its only tenet. You have ravish’d me away by a Power I cannot resist; and yet I could resist till I saw you; and ever since I have seen you I have endeavored often ‘to reason against the reasons of my Love.’ I can do that no more – the pain would be too great. My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you.
Yours for ever, John Keats
Can you imagine anything more intimate?
Keats’ hopelessness against the intensity of his emotions empowers his words, electrifies them. I can see him now, with his heart on his sleeve and his throat unable to even whisper, writing away – his joy and despair mingling with each other.I can taste his impatience with my eyes. I can see his eyes tingling with tears, in remembrance of a sweet face and an even sweeter kiss.
These letters aren’t just pieces of paper with words written on them. They are testaments to their devotion, the humbling of their great minds.
Let’s cherish them, shall we? As much as we can. as long as we can.
This month, I wanted to share and discuss with you some of my favorite letters from my most prized book, a collection of love letters. It was just an impulse buy for me but I have been doting on this little piece of beauty ever since I read it the first time.
I have read these letters unnumbered times and yet, whenever I go back, I am struck with their elegance.EVERY SINGLE WORD BURNS WITH SUCH PASSIONATE DESIRE AND ADORATION that it was almost cruel to not share them with you. ♥
When I choose a book to read, that decision is not based solely on whether I want to read something that would inspire thought-provoking questions or not. I simply choose according to my mood.
Sometimes I want the book to take me places, show me lovely things, make me feel like a million bucks. On those particular days, I don’t want it to fucking bombard me with existential questions. I just want to escape. And at these times, novels, for me, are just a means to an end.
On the others, however, I am not content with just reading some fluffy tale of JACK – the rabbit and FLUFFY- the squirrel who had adventures in the Tree Land and in the end everything was happy-happy.
Today, I want a glimpse of the ugly side of humanity. I want to read about everything that I didn’t know before. I want the castle of my beliefs blown to rubble with bombs of truth and in their place, I want new ideas planted.I want to know about all the horrors that went down in the history of the world and how they were faced. I want to know about people, their shortcomings – the dirty side of humanity – ALL OF IT.
I want to know it all.
These are the two basic moods which I, as a reader, identify with and which dominate the choices I make while deciding what to read.
It all comes down to what you find rewarding on what day. (But that’s not to say that a book can’t be both challenging and entertaining at the same time)
When I decide to read something that can potentially be described as ”challenging’‘, I don’t take it up because my mind goes –
”Okay, so I’d like to be a pretentious ass clown today and would like everyone around me to feel like failures so let me just get my swag on open this bad boy real quick.”
I read it because I WANT to. Because I think it’d be a rewarding, eye-opening, and mind-boggling experience.
It is as simple as that.
It’s just good ol’ curiosity.
And I think you only ever read something if the plot, or something about the author – this that or the other – sparks curiosity in you. Otherwise no matter what, you won’t even TOUCH the damn thing! And even if you DID, it won’t be as insightful because you will not go through with it BECAUSE you didn’t WANT to read it in the first place. Because you didn’t think that the rewards of completing it would justify the act of reading the beast itself.
We don’t read just for the satisfaction of having read a difficult book so we can boast about it, we read it to get something out of it.
And the books aren’t challenging ME. I am challenging THEM to change my mind, to make my ideas conform to theirs. They might succeed and I’ll become their slave ❤ or I might remain unconvinced.
Either way, it’s not just about reading a complex work, it’s also about how that particular work of fiction gets it’s the point across and if the labor of going page-by-page through a ”challenging” novel for 500+ hours is, FOR YOU, worth the satisfaction and expansion of mind you will experience afterward. (But hey, you read enough of those seemingly complex books and soon they will become your leisure read instead! )
If, on any particular day, the answer to these questions is YES, I go and grab that baby. If, however, I am not feeling up to it though, I read my Katie Fforde and call it a day.
So, in the end, what I’d like to say is this –
Reading is SUCH a diverse hobby, with a number of different ways to go about it. It’s not for anyone else to decide what kind of novels YOU should read. If you feel like going towards the Classics section, then, by all means, KNOCK YOURSELF OUT! But if you feel intimidated and just want to stick with your copy of Harry Potter and The Hobbit (LIKE I FREQUENTLY DO ;)) that’s okay too.
And anyway who the fuck said that the simple ones cannot be challenging enough anyway? Some of the most memorable pieces of fiction I have read have been deceptively minimal. (Think Mister Pip)
So, don’t think it has to be one or the other. IT CAN BE BOTH. Or it can be EITHER ONE. You decide. ❤
I have still just scratched the surface with this one. What do you think? Do you agree with me? What are your thoughts on it?