There are several coping mechanisms and treatments out there whose sole purpose is to ease people out of their pain, suffering, sadness – all the pessimism infesting their lives one way or another. There is electric shock waves for the most extreme cases and some Hershey’s Kisses for the light, blue devil tears. One morning feeling like fresh sunny D and by evening aching for that cigarette ? Absolutely. That is what Power Yoga is for. And for those whose sadness turns to seething, rippling anger ? There is that $150 Equinox membership. For the poor souls grieving a loved one comes group therapy. And for the unlucky ones, unfortunate enough to crawl through life in a hazy blur of their own tears, day in and day out there is Prozac, Fluoxetine, medical Marijuana – the whole nine yards. Everything comes to how to be happy. How to live the most fulfilling life possible, hurting the least amount of people in the process of flying ourselves towards self fulfillment.
Sadness has existed in multiple forms and has been addressed and dealt with in countless ways,regardless of how one’s culture may choose to address and identify it. As a book blogger, my main area of interest and concern is on the treatment of mental illness by authors and how they use characters as victims of this serious, yet somehow overlooked illness, how plot is used to unravel and explore all the little yet detrimental symptoms of a mental illness and the ways in which an author’s writing and descriptions of their characters speaks, in and of itself, on mental illness.
As a blogger, writer, editor, academic, active reader, I have met and had several relationships with characters and have, throughout the years have been left with the scars, marks and, in conclusion, love and a certain intimacy with certain characters, their stories and the voices from which they were told. Here below I’m sharing with my readers not the books that I feel are therapeutical and relieve readers of their gloom. Instead these books are what I like to call “How To’s On How To Never Stop Being Sad.” Each and every one has touched my heart in one way or another, never fulfilling it, more often than not emptying it bit by bit. No one is ever in search of sadness but when they, or at least I, find it in between pages it is not a sort of sadness that breaks but rather one that bends, making the heart all the more stronger. Continue reading “Books To Remind You How To Never Stop Being Sad”→
Hello there and happity-dappity Tuesday! Today has been a wonderfully humid day here in New York but that is not to say that it has not been a day filled with wonders, blessings and hope. I moved here less than twenty four hours ago, having arrived at JFK Sunday evening, heading straight to Upper Manhattan. Between then and now I have visited the greater half of Brooklyn, Harlem, Queens and much of Manhattan in search of an apartment. Being a first timer in New York the areas and neighborhoods as listed online meant nothing to me. It wasn’t until I found myself sitting in the subway watching the turns, entries, and exits through different parts of the city that the anxiety and suddenly realization would kick in that I had absolutely no idea where I was going and where I would end up. Just when I was at my wits end, pulling my hair out, screaming in my pillow, very near tears last night I found my new home. I moved into my cozy little room early this morning and since then have gotten to know my neighborhood and even found a job not even a two minute walk from my bedroom window.
Officially now living here in New York, thinking back to a little over a year ago when I graduated from UCLA and everything that I have seen, done and felt since then feels like many moons backwards. Between getting through emotional hardships, making difficult career decisions and living out of a suitcase, as of lately I have been reminiscing upon my life: childhood, adolescence and early adult and while all that I have mentioned peeks into my mind, I can’t help but also connect many of my memories to some titles that I have read whose story continues to live on within me. And that is why today I am here, after this very long introduction to take part in Top Ten Tuesday hosted by That Artsy ReaderGirl which discusses all things bookish, bringing together book bloggers from all over the world. I usually don’t do these memes as I like to keep each of my posts original and just, you know, stick with my own vibes as my writing always reflects what is going on in my mind and life regardless of it is a book review or life update. However, feeling the way I am at the moment, nostalgic and dozing off to another time, this week’s topic seems just what I need.
The purpose of today’s Top Ten Tuesday is to bring back to conscious those special titles that gave you all the feels, evoking your sensory emotions, becoming a part of who you are, keeping a special place in your heart. Whether it be books read repeatedly during adolescence, those you read once during a road trip but made you feel a way you never had before, or even those you read during an airplane ride thinking you were just trying to escape the blabber mouth lady sitting next to you. Whatever the time, place and reason, these books are, in and of themselves proof of the life a book can take in each and every one of us. Continue reading “Top 10 Tuesday: Sensory Reading Memories”→
Halfway through yet another week. I just finished reading The Time Traveler’s Wife, have been jogging everyday since I got back home, and have been incessantly daydreaming about where my life is going next. It’s not like I’m unable to live in the here and now or whatever them zen gooroos say. It’s just that I’m always somewhere else in my mind. This is not something new. Ever since I was young in grade school I as always the child looking out the window, coming home with marks on my report card saying “needs to get out of ‘la la land’, and enjoying every school trip to the library. Books have from childhood into my young adult life fed into my imagination and given me somewhere to go in my mind. Novels, short stories and poems have given me another world to enter and often after finishing one book I would find myself reacting to situations and making decisions based on what my favorite characters would do. Books have affected and influenced my life both internally and externally from the way I see myself and others to how I’ve lived my life throughout the years.
As I have not been as active on my blog as much as I would like lately due to my move to a new country, new job, new language – new life. I have been living here in France for about two months now and now that the absolute excitement and amazement is wearing away and real life is taking its place I often find myself a bit lonely and dreamy. In moments like these, I often think of recent books I’ve enjoyed and the characters whom I’ve grown to love. I’m sure my babblers out there know that feeling. When you feel completely and utterly lost in this world we are supposed to call real, but in our minds that “real” world is the inked universe between those sometimes clean, most times dusty pages.
And then when we reach those last pages of an intensely entrancing read? There is no sense of accomplishment here, but rather a sense of longing for more of this other world, beyond the scopes of our own imagination, connecting us with the writer behind it.
Such describes my feelings towards A Blindefellows Chronicle by Auriel Roe. Being her first published book, I was instantly mesmerized by the characters, happenings and stylistic techniques that brought together this novel. At the same time comic and dramatic, A Blindefellows Chronicle has become more than a physical object for me. It has become another place I can go in the back of my mind when life overwhelms me and I just need to go elsewhere, if even for a few moments, or a few pages in this sense.
Roe is currently an artist, but is heading closer and closer to a full-time career as a writer. A writer myself, Roe’s decision inspires me beyond all reason. To never let go of that “other life” – the one where your heart leads you and only then, the rest of you follows.
I had the amazing opportunity to interview Roe about her life as a writer, the thoughts, feelings and processes behind A Blindefellows Chronicle along with a set of questions that may be helpful for our up-and-coming authors out there. You can read my full review of A Blindefellows Chroniclehere. My discussion with Roe has been empowering for myself and I hope the same can be said for anyone out there – writers, artists, athletes whose grasp is torn between logic and passion… Continue reading “Author Interview: Auriel Roe”→
Welcome back to my “Life Update” series. These posts are basically just a detour back into my last few weeks and how my life has drastically changed, having moved from sunny California to nippy Joigny.
The first post of this series was really just a deep and personal reflection of my first impressions of France and in what ways my life, in terms of my overall mentality, has changed and what it has done to my perceptions of life and the world around me. In this second post I will get into some of the places and many adventures that I have had since arriving. Of course I will not be able to include everything, but I thought it would be rather fun to bring y’all into my life outside of my blog and book-reviewing. Also… Another reason for these posts? I haven’t picked up to read a single book since I got here… YIKES. That probably wouldn’t be such a big deal if my blog wasn’t umm… well… a BOOK BLOG!!! Continue reading “Life Update Part 2: Delphine et la France”→
Good evening from France! So, obviously, I haven’t been all that active on wordpress and really any of my social media except for Instagram for the past three weeks. Moving from Los Angeles to the Burgundy region of France has been an extremely huge life change and although I told myself hundreds of times that I would remain committed to my blog…well, we all know how that ended up.
So much has been going on in the past three weeks that it would be a bit too ambitious of me to sit and recount to y’all every single little detail of my move. As a result, I thought I would just go ahead and babble along for a while and let you guys in on my new French countryside life. Continue reading “Life Update Part 1: Delphine et la France”→
I have an overflowing inbox of comments, nominations, tags, bookmarked posts and author requests that have no nearby end. In the past week I seem to have reached an all time low in blogging activity. Since I started my blog back in May I’ve been extremely active and have learned so much from so many bloggers that I’ve had the opportunity to know and learn from in the past few months.
With all the life changes that are going on in my life right now, despite my rising at 4 am every morning, I have been not been very loyal or attentive to my blog and readers. I know this all pretty unnecessary to write, given that every blogger, aside from being a blogger, also has a life and several responsibilities. Despite all my jokes, profanity and attempted humor I take my blog very seriously and having it means a lot to me. It has provided me with an outlet to express my thoughts and critique books I read, meet other avid readers, make publishing contacts, and explore my imagination and connections with characters and the fictional universe. So to have turned away from my blog for just the past week has definitely cracked my heart a bit so I want to first apologize to any readers that care and, of course, qualify my negligence and overall unworthiness of calling myself a “book blogger.” Continue reading “Delphine, The Unworthy Book Blogger”→
Wake Up. Sound the alarm. Put your overalls on. Don’t forget Señor Bus Pass and Señorita House Keys. And lezzz-gooowww…. It’s Monday y’all! Get your cozy little tushy outta bed and out into friendly and dusty ‘ole reality!
Oh yeah – don’t forget to air me a big smoochie kiss down below ! Wait… whah?! ?!
Das Right – Señorita Babbler – or shall we call her lazy bikini bottoms – has used her America, the Beautiful as an excuse to call off work an cuddle up with her furry little man, Haruki and dive in on her July TBR.
So while you, my dearest fellow book-a-freaks are ringing up customers at the grocery store, pretending to listen to your smelly breath calculus professor train you on the derivatives of the evil tangent line – whatever is keeping you from gravitating from reality into the fiction world – I am here with, no, not more Murakami, at least not yet – on the TBR though (for my full July TBR visit my last post here)! I’ve been so excited about my reading plan for the month that choosing where to start proved to be the hardest part. So what more appropriate an occasion to utilize the good ‘ole ‘Eenie-meenie-minie-mow’? Continue reading “Babble To Señorita Babbler About Whatcha Reading On This Monday”→