Book Review: Franny and Zooey by J.D. Salinger

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Why, hello, lovely people! I’m back! Well, not that I ever intended to disappear for so long, but life has been a bit of a whirlwind and I’m still struggling to find my way around. But let’s not talk about that. Let’s talk about books, and most specifically, my second shot at Salinger and just Salinger really.

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Review (#4): The Last Tycoon by F. Scott Fitzgerald

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 This is the book I chose to read for the Jazz Age January. Big mistake. I probably should’ve gone for This Side of Paradise or something else, but Fitzgerald’s unfinished novel? Oh yeah, I was already 30 pages in and too hooked to the story when I went over the introduction and realised that it’s unfinished. And it isn’t a big mistake because I didn’t like it. It’s because I kind of did and it just stopped midway.

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World Cancer Day (4th of Feb): 5 Books about Cancer

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I know I’ve already posted once today and that I haven’t put up any reviews in a bit, but this is important to me. Today is World Cancer Day; it is a chance for everyone to debunk myths about cancer. And though fiction can probably never fully put what cancer patients and survivors go through into words, it’s not a bad way to get a glimpse at it. I’ve also made sure to add in a couple of non-fiction books. I have not read all of the books mentioned below, but I have certainly heard a lot about them and they’ve been widely admired by people I know personally.

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Bookish Discussion: On Real Characters in Fantasy Stories

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 A few days ago, hell broke loose on the internet when an excerpt of an interview by J.K. Rowling, where she explicitly announced that Hermione and Harry should’ve ended up married. And that Ron and Hermione would’ve need “relationship counselling”. My stand on the matter is not what this post is about. But I mention the incident because the reaction to it is what prompted this post about the importance of normal, real, human characters in books that are so detached from reality. 

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(Reason #1 as to Why I Read Fiction:) Dear Lover,

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Dear lover, for whom society says my whole life centers around. For whom every ounce of my being supposedly belongs with. At whose heart my ship shall drop its anchors, and let them plunge deep into the obscure depths of our shared love and passion. They say I should wear mascara in the morning to get you to notice me. And if I lose a lash or two at the end of the day as I remove it, then I at least get to wish for you. There’s a lot of things that people do to themselves for other people. But I don’t believe in that nonsense. For I am not whole, nor am I nothing. I’m a person with many inadequacies and equal abilities. And on a daily basis I try to reduce the former and enrich the latter.

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