People say that whoever does not like to read has not yet found the right book. I’ve thought a bit on the matter and I think who said that must have been very wise.
I discovered my love for books first by reading Jane Eyre, then by discovering Carlos Ruiz Zafon. And that’s what I’d like to talk about.
Since I first read The Shadow Of The Wind I knew that that type of books I would like to be able to write. My dad and I instantly loved his stories, his grim, stories set in a dark Barcelona, full of mysteries. I mean, even Stephan King could only praise his work.
If you ever have any time, or want to choose a book, pick The Angels Game. This man has this incredible way of writing and you simply can’t stop reading. I carry my book at school, I read on the bus, at home, whenever I have some free time. His thrillers mixed with love and this owe for books and literature turn every story into a marvelous reading. 🙂
I am having a very bad day, so bare with me for a while.
Do you ever have days when you just want to kill everyone around you, when you put all your effort to answer others’s questions, when every remark makes you want to kill yourself, when you hope that by hitting your head repeatedly against the desk will kill you, when nothing can make you smile?
Because I’ve been having those for about a week. And today my nerves have been stretched to maximum. I hate those imbeciles that don’t grade us based on our qualities, that popular girl everyone seems to be in love with, that person that is lucky and gets all good grades. I mean, the only one who has a more depressing life is the character in my book. And he was chosen to be a character, which is as good as things can get.
I want to be a fictional character. It would be much, much better. Why can’t Peter Pan come flying in my room? Why doesn’t the Doctor appear in his Tardis and take me away? Why can’t I solve cases with a high dysfunctional sociopath? Why can’t I kiss Jack Sparrow and then save him from the death? Why can’t I live in Barcelona and be one of Zafon’s characters?
I mean, not even Christmas songs can cheer me up, which is something.
Ugh, 3 more days until the End of the World. Hopefully.