Thursday, January 09, 2014

Day 9

                               

Mom and I had fifteen minutes to kill before my doc appointment, so we took an impromptu trip to the local book shop.

Before I go on about today, can we please appreciate the concept of book shopping? Just being surrounded by books, and silence, and the smell of new books everywhere, is ridiculously comforting. This particular book shop has a teeny tiny little cafe inside. Grab a cup of soup and a soft chocolate chip cookie, buy a good book and just snuggle up until closing.

It's especially encouraging for me, since I would love to write a book some day and see it on the shelves of that particular book store. 

I proceeded towards the "staff favorites" section. All the books that grabbed my attention were ground level, so I just made myself comfy on the carpet and dug right in.  

[Warning: things are gonna get a little less casual and fun in here.]

A lot of people have recommended this book to me.

Here's a brief summary fresh off the back of the book:

"Ambitious New York City teenager Craig Gilner is determined to succeed at life- which means getting into the right high school to get into the right college to get the right job. But once Craig aces his way into Manhattan's Executive Pre-Professional High School, the pressure becomes unbearable. He stops eating and sleeping until, one night, he nearly kills himself.

Craig's suicidal episode gets him checked into a mental hospital, where his new neighbors include a transsexual sex addict, a girl who has scarred her own face with scissors, and the self-elected President Armelio. There, Craig is finally able to confront the sources of his anxiety.

Ned Vizzini, who himself spent time in a psychiatric hospital, has created a remarkably moving tale about the sometimes unexpected road to happiness."

Unfortunately, Craig and I have some things in common, just from reading the back of the damn book. It's not a secret that I've been dealing with depression and the like. I just don't talk about it much at all on here, because talking about depression is depressing. All I can hope is that the book isn't triggering.

I'm really hoping this will be similar to my experience with "The Catcher in the Rye."

I had to leave school for a little while back in September, but I was able to get my hands on the copy of "The Catcher in the Rye" for school.

At first, I viewed it as mundane, get-it-over-with schoolwork. Take notes on the character development, plot, and themes.

It quickly became so much more than schoolwork. It was something I sincerely looked forward to. I quickly fell in love with Holden Caulfield's character, and felt incredibly empathetic. I saw a lot of myself in him. We definitely aren't the same person, but it was so comforting to hear from him. It was nice to take a break from my own struggles to visit his.

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By the way, part of the reason I'm doing this photo-a-day project is in an effort to help me... recover? Is that the right word? Not sure. Something like that.

Pardon the dark subject today.

Cheers,
SWH



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