Books and feelings

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Today I took a look to my modest shelf of books (yes, I love reading), and there it was! A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J. Maas. What a wonderful story! ... That by the way I haven´t finished yet, but of course that will change as soon as I put my hands in the last book of the trilogy. This is actually the second book, the first one is A Court of Thorns and Roses. The thing is that in that moment I recalled exactly what I felt when I read it: peace, tension, happiness, sadness, understanding, relief, love, disappointment, and I´m quite sure a couple more of emotions that I´m probably forgetting right know. I'm sure you're thinking "all of that is because of a book?". Yes!

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Map of Prythian, the world of A Court of Mist and Fury.

It´s been a long time since I last read a really good book that has made me forget who I was, and transported me into a different world. After reading the same thing over and over again it's difficult to "travel", as I call it. So where was the difference with this one? Well I'm not a specialist, but in my humble opinion when I feel that I can truly live the story and forget about the narrator, in that moment I jump. I disappear and feel what a character is experiencing. I'm the one running through the forest. I'm the one experiencing the most human emotions, although deep down I know that what I'm reading is a fiction.

"Fairy tales are more than true: not because the tell us that dragons exist, but because the tell us that dragons can be beaten."
— G. K. Chesterton

Fantasy and... reality?

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I'm a fantasy lover. I think this genre is amazing and when a writer is capable of making a character feel, that's when I understand the incredible piece of art that she or he has made, because she or he let us understand humanity a little bit more through a fiction. How is that possible? I mean, that world doesn't even exist! It's not that is plausible because it happens in Buenos Aires or Madrid. It isn't the case when it comes to fantsy! But I'm sure that when I close this kind of books after an intense reading sesion, I have this feeling of having understood humanity from someone else's eyes. Once I watched a film called Stuck in Love. In one of the scenes a father, that was a writer, was giving advice to his son about how to write, and he told him: "A writer is the sum of all of his experiences". And I guess he was right.

So I'm sure that there is a court of people out there that, still knowing that the stories they read aren't true they still belive in them, they still dream no matter their age. And you know what? To dream is a magical and courageous thing to do, because it's a way to walk through life and face it.

"To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys." Rhys clinked his glass against mine. "To the stars who listen — and the dreams that are answered."
A Court of Mist and Fury, Sarah J. Maas.

This is my second article and I sincerely hope you have enjoyed it.

Till the next post!