Call me delusional or in-denial, but I’m succumbing to cliché for this month’s theme: Love—-the very reason why February is my least favorite month ever.
Let it not be a secret that I have never had a boyfriend in my twenty-two years of existence in this planet. I’ve been telling my friends that I have plenty of imaginary boyfriends inside my head but I’ve been told time and again that those kind of things don’t count. Also, that mentally dating my celebrity crushes is never a valid excuse for a relationship too. Ah, this cruel world, it still fascinates me how I am still managing to survive to this day. How do I get by? Books and reading, of course.
For the month of February, I carefully selected titles that will tackle different stages and phases of love, and I was able to come up with this mix: the quintessential chick-lit about a bookshop girl’s one night stand with her favorite author (Love Letters), a whirlwind YA love story about two strangers exchanging notes and dares, which I discovered through Rabbitin’s Blog (Dash & Lily’s Book of Dares), An intellectual, contemporary college romance about English Majors and the purveyors of love in literature (The Marriage Plot), A romantic fiction of love and loss about a widow recounting what she truly knows about her late husband (Before Ever After) and a darker tale about sexual obsession and the psychology of desire (Killing Me Softly).
You can say that for someone who’s been single all her life, I am somewhat in favor of torturing myself with these book choices. True, but these reading experiences also delight me in so many ways. In his book ‘Abundance of Katherines’, John Green said,
“Books are the ultimate Dumpees: put them down and they’ll wait for you forever; pay attention to them and they always love you back.”