Read to remember or read to forget.
If there was one thing I rather be doing right now, it would be to head down to a book store and buy every single book I’ve ever wanted to read and bring it all home and put them all in boxes decorated in flowery wrap paper.
The thing is, I don’t remember the last book I bought from a book store. Ok, wait, I remember. I bought a book for someone’s birthday last year and he end up breaking my heart. The thing is I hardly see the point in buying books. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE reading, I LOVE books and I think literature is a gift from the heavens. I think good books should be shared, which is why I only borrow from the library. If I bought a tonne of books, I’ll just end up donating them to the library. Besides, I never read the same book twice. The ONLY book I’ve ever read twice was some chick lit written by Sarah Mason and even then, if you asked me what it was about now, I won’t be able to tell you because I can’t remember.
I realised I always end up running back to my books when I was walking into walls in reality. They are like.. a contained little bubble that takes you in with open arms when you need a hole to hide in for a little while. It’s way better than taking drugs, definitely.
My question is, how do these people do it? How exactly do you write a 500 page novel? How do write the next one, and the next one? You have one lifetime, how many stories can you come up with? Writing a book is not like writing a song, or acting out a movie. It’s all about the details, down to the last emotion, touch, word and conversation. Everything matters.
I’m jealous of people who can write. I want to write a novel too.
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