Ever since I have acquired the skill to read, reading has been a sort of an escaping tool for me. Escaping from the reality, dreaming myself into another world. Into a better place, a place that felt like a home to me.
During the last couple months, I had lost this part of me without even noticing it. I know it is crazy, you can crave so much for it, but as long as you ignore those signals, you won’t ever come to the idea of changing something. Instead of finding out what is missing in your life, you will continue running away and keep trying to fill up the emptiness inside you.
I have been doing this for ages, until that one Sunday afternoon, when I stumbled into the WHSmith on Manchester Piccadilly and bought Dolly Alderton’s novel, called “Everything I know about love”. Once I started to read, I couldn’t put it down. I did not feel very well about a lot of things in my life by that point, whether that was my future, my bad habits or even love itself. After reding this novel, I felt a lot better as I realized that whatever feeling might come out of my body now, whether it is good or bad, I am not alone in this whole mess of adulting. This book is like a warm, cosy blanket that gives you the feeling that even if you feel unsettled and insecure in your twenties- it is all gonna be alright.
Dolly obviously talks about love and her experiences, and to be honest who isn’t curious about understanding love? This mysterious thing that crosses your daily life in the most various variations. Whether it is sexual love, paternal love, platonic love or material love, all of us have a hunger for it and chase it like crazy.
I have read more novels ever since, but I decided just to talk about a selection of them in this post.
During the past couple months, I have been rediscovering my unconditional love about the 1970’s and music.
The second book that I absolutely adored, was “Daisy Jones and the Six” by Taylor Jenkins Reid. Amazing book about a fictional 1970 band in the Fleetwood Mac era. A brilliant novel about the 70’s freedom, love, friendship, drugs and the mysterious world of rock’n’roll. This book feels like a breeze of freedom, mixed with the smell of fags, passion and good music.
As a person, who obviously loves to read real life stories as much as reading fictional ones, I also really loved “Girl in a band” by Kim Gordon, who used to be in the very well-known 1980s band “Sonic Youth”. I personally really like the sound of them, and it is very cool to get to know the whole story out of her point view. It is a cool insight about how glamourous and unglamorous this whole rock’n’roll and fame thing can be at the same time. To be fair, these two books sometimes make me crave a life in the 1970/80s as everything seemed to be so free there and not full of mainstream culture as today.
The last book I wanna talk about is “On the road” by Jack Kerouac. A true classic, about feeling restless, unsettled and living life to its fullest. Living a life that is fulfilled with crazy and mad adventures. I mean who does not crave that nowadays when most of our daily lives is happening in tiny screens? We crave the breeze of freedom, the minds and stories of mad people and adventures we will remember for a lifetime.
“[…]the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
– Jack Kerouac.