“Sometimes a letter can change someone’s life.” Have you ever heard about something called Write for Rights? No? Then this post is for you. Notice: JavaScript is required for this content.
Just get it. I sigh, slipping a finger into the space between my jeans and my belly. I should stop this delli escapades, stress-eating will not help my degree. Nor the fitting of my clothes. Come on. Who cares? You could use a few more pounds, anyway. Just get it. I sigh again as I pay for the chocolate muffin and latte. My inner voice always wins, somehow. That and the chocolate muffins of the coffee shop in this corner. They make the half-mile walk from my apartment totally worth it. Notice: JavaScript is required for this content.
“What is reality except for the things that people universally experience the same way?” Who would have thought that Hank is the better writing Green brother? Okay, okay, this comparison isn’t fair. They write in wildly different genres. But, damn Hank. Damn. The book starts when April May, a graphic design graduate whose true passion is fine arts, is going home after a long day of work. It’s 3 a.m. It’s also NY, so the fact that she was still at work at that time is not so surprising. Anyway, she’s on the street, and that’s when she walks by this massive statue. It’s unlike anything she’s seen before — like a ten-foot-tall Transformer wearing a suit of samurai armor. After a rather relatable inner monologue about how we take so many remarkable things for granted on the daily, she decides that that is not going to be one. She calls a college friend, Andy, who has a YouTube channel, and tells him about this thing and that they should make a video about it. So, they do. By the time she wakes up the next morning, the video is already viral. News quickly spreads that there are Carls (the name she gave to the statue) in dozens of cities around the world — everywhere from Beijing to Buenos Aires — and April, as their first documentarian, finds herself at the center of an intense international media spotlight. And that’s how everything starts. This story has many layers. This is one of those books that you’ll have to read again at different times of your life to find new meanings. At this point of my life, though, if I could sum it up in one word, it had to be relevant. [I’ll get a little spoilery for the rest of the post, so if you haven’t read already and don’t want to know what happens (I absolutely recommend this approach), stop reading now! But come back later, please!] Notice: JavaScript is required for this content.
Another month, another playlist! October brought back a few oldies that I either have never listened to before or rediscovered this month. It also includes one or two songs that might appear in some future book playlist… Here they are: Notice: JavaScript is required for this content.