Once upon a time, I was a seventh grader and for the first time in my life I was introduced to something called a literature text book. The first story we took back then was an excerpt from the Joy Luck Club, and even though I honestly don’t know what made it stand out to my friends and I, the bunch of us went around looking for it. Luckily, this year –6 YEARS LATER, I managed to get my hands on a used copy of it at the National Book Fair and couldn’t believe my eyes. Needless to say, I lunged right into it.
I haven’t written in a while and that makes my brain heavy with words. I have multiple dreams a night, narratives clashing into each other, dampening the currently dry sand of my soul with their flexible, gentle movements. I float on the words in the dark, the brilliance of my brain trying to prove it exists, the sheer colourfulness of which that my weary hands and body refuse to conform to. It’s been many years since we’ve dipped into the devilish waters, our joints rusty, our machines covered in grime that deems them useless.
A few months ago, right before exams in university, my friends and I decided to have a blind book exchange for which we wrapped our books in opaque coverings and left little hints as to what the book is like. And this was one of the two books I picked and I can honestly say that I was lucky. I had a better, more elegant review set up in my head when I read this book during exam season. Alas, all the pretty thoughts are gone now. I still have important things to say about it though.
Yes, yes, it has been a while since I’ve last written or even logged onto here. I blame exams which were, and still are but to a less extent now, squelching the life out of me. I read I Kill the Mockingbird during Bout of Books in May and it’s about the time I put out my thoughts on it.
Hello y’all! I hope you’re doing well and that your read is going swiftly. I surprised myself during this run of Bout of Books. Never in my life would I’ve dreamed to achieve what I did this time, despite (or perhaps prompted by) the pressure of finals and school. Yet, it happened! And I’m so proud to share these numbers with you!
Hello! You might be wondering why I’m hear even though I keep rambling about how I have exams and how I have no time to breathe. That’s partly true; but only because I waste my breaks on being absolutely idle –either watching TV series or even Twitter. But this is me using my study breaks to get things done. So do wish me luck; I’d like to keep this up if it does minimise the amount of time I waste every day.
I’m here to review a book that I started so many months ago, I hardly remember when that was. Mind you, I don’t know how it’s already May and how this academic year is 2 months away from being over, but that’s beside the point.