Last week has been hard. Rather awful, if truth must be told. I won’t go into details here, but I have learnt shocking news about a friend, and I am only slowly getting my balance back. It has been very hard to write down 50 words a day in those circumstances. You’d think fiction might provide a welcome escape window, but it didn’t work for me.
I recently heard someone say that when you’re sad, you should go and learn something. I found out that it is true. So expect some non-fiction reviews over here in the next few weeks. I have read the intro and part of the first chapter of the gigantic Capital in the Twenty First Century by Thomas Piketty, and I quite enjoyed it, but I had to let it go because the waiting line for it extends out of the library’s doors and so you can’t extend your 3 weeks loan for it, although it is 700 pages long.
Still, I want to ask you: what do you read when you’re sad? What is your go-to favorite to heal? Poetry? Comfort read?
In the meantime, I have a few post drafts to finish, so don’t worry, this place won’t go on hiatus.