Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Magical Thinking

I had to shut the book, take deep breaths, squint a bit and thank Allah a thousand times that the lights were off in the plane as I read The Year of Magical Thinking. Reading about death, the process of grief and mourning is no light matter and I cursed myself for chosing such a book to read in public. At first it wasn't so emotional, heck, maybe a bit boring, I might have even looked upon it as being a bit fake, but soon I got engrossed and couldn't put it down. Whenever my eyes decided to blur, I'd shut the book, promise myself that I won't read it till I get home and think of 'My favorite things' as Governess Maria would say. 'Course, that didn't work (finished the book and watched two & a half movies during the 6 hour flight + chatted w/ bro). It feels like Joan Didion is talking to you in person, and takes you along with her as she faces her challenges. It's one of those books that makes you think, weep and laugh. Raw. Wouldn't consider recommending it to everyone though.


I love trees. I love drawing them. Painting them. Taking pictures of them. I did a pastel drawing of an abstract tree last summer. It's probably the only drawing I actually like (of mine). Salzburg salutes!
Snow's already melted here which is a bummer. I liked how everything looked, covered in white. So relaxing to the eyes. Reviving.


I found 5 amazing books today. I don't know if I'll be able to read them before school starts, but I'll certainly try. I finished The Memory Keeper's Daugher today. Absolute page turner. I haven't felt like this in ages, but this book reminded me of how I used to be. I literally couldn't put it down and read it all over the city. This, I would defintely recommend to everyone.
Ciao