Inbox // Outbox 1/23/16


The Princess Diarist by Carrie Fisher

I’ve been on the list for this at the library for quite a while.  I’ve never read anything by Fisher before and, in honor of her passing, am looking forward to exploring what she has to say.  In addition, I’ve been engaging with Star Wars a great deal lately and this fits right in.

Let’s Pretend This Never Happened by Jenny Lawson

This memoir has been on my library list for a while… I’m not really sure what to expect, but am going to give it a chance.

Darth Vader, Vol 1-4 by Kieron Gillen

This graphic novel series takes my current obsession with graphic novels and combines it with my Star Wars kick.  Vader isn’t my favorite character, but my brother told me these were good, so I’ll see how this goes.

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The beauty of a first-read

Nostalgia, at its etymological roots, translates roughly to “the pain of home”.  It’s the emptiness in your chest when places, or people, near and dear to your heart are now unreachable.

When you finish a gripping book, it’s the desire to be in the know that pushes you forward.  You’re sitting on the edge of your seat, frantically flipping pages and gazing over words because you absolutely HAVE to know what happens…

… then it’s over.

And, in one sweeping wave, you’re drenched in the deep ache of nostalgia.  You long to be back in the good old days before you knew the story’s end.  “If only I can erase my memory and read it all again,” you say to yourself.  But you know that’s not happening.

To cope with the pain, you find yourself daydreaming about the future of the story.  What happens to the characters next?  You imagine it.  You dream it.  You create it.

But it’s not the same.  It’s never the same as the raw excitement as you flip those pages.  The beauty of a first-read is so precious.  So, when you read a good book, soak it in.  Forego pressing on to the next chapter, set the book down, and delight in the pure joy of a first read.

Have you read a book that makes you feel like this?  What was it?