I have always appreciated art. I have always wanted to be part of something bigger, and art is bigger than anything. It is bigger than life.
Recently, I have come across this book “Writers and Lovers” by Lily King, and the minute I started reading it, I knew I was holding something very precious in my hands. I had goosebumps. Not because of the twisted plot or complicated characters, but because of how this book was written. Each sentence is so simple, yet it contains wisdom, truth. The book is a story of an aspiring writer, barely getting by working odd jobs and trying to finish a book. It is a story of a love triangle and a reflection on the loss of mother. It is delicate, subtle, and warm – like a warm red wine on a rainy day. I might forget the details of the plot, but I will always remember how the book made me feel. Some of its quotes will stay with me forever:
It’s a particular kind of pleasure, of intimacy, loving a book with someone.
Isn’t so true though? Sharing love for the same book is such an intimate process. It reveals who you are and who your book buddy is all about. Loving the same words, passages, characters is sometimes more intimate than sharing a bed or meal with someone. You share part of you, and they share their self.
It’s so much easier to cry when there are arms around you.
No matter how loneliness is sometimes preferable in times of grief or despair, someone’s hands around you make your tears taste less bitter. Crying with arms around you is effortless and liberating. Being vulnerable is necessary.
If we didn’t have fear, imagine the creativity in the world. Fear holds us back every step of the way.
Yes, yes, yes. It is the fear that stops us most of the time. Just imagine yourself without fear for a second. What kind of person would you be? What kind of life would you live? What dreams would you go after?
I can continue quoting this book, but I encourage you to check it out for yourself. When I read books like that, I feel connected to the world, the people, something intrinsically beautiful. When I read books like that, I feel I touch art.
A.R.T. authentic, raw, true