I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to blog about this, but here goes.
As a child, I was an avid reader, and it was a hobby that continued well into my teenage years. I swear I spent more Year 7 lunchtimes in the library reading than I did outside in the schoolyard (which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing- I was terrible at downball). Reading purely for enjoyment and leisure is something I’ve struggled with as of it and I think it might be something to do with studying texts in Literature and English in Year 11 and 12. Don’t get me wrong, I loved studying texts, pulling them to pieces, finding links and singing Wuthering Heights by Kate Bush and Torn by Natalie Imbruglia more times than they ever should be performed, but I guess it just set my mind in a certain way. Every single word, every image, every whatever else in whatever it is I happen to be reading just screams “ANALYSE ME, WHAT’S YOUR INTERPRETATION?! WHICH OF THE AUTHOR’S VIEWS AND VALUES ARE BEING EXPRESSED?! WHAT DOES THE SOCIAL CONTEXT OF THE NARRATIVE IMPLY ABOUT THE DEEPER MEANING OF THE TEXT?!”
Anyway, so the point is that I haven’t read for pleasure in ages, but one book I did thoroughly enjoy over the summer was the first book of the Hunger Games series (or Trilogy- is it a trilogy? I really should research that. Sorry, I haven’t made it past the first book yet… and now I’m drowning in uni reading…But I’ll get there one day! Keen for the movie to come out, it looks so good!). It was so exciting to find a book that I literally could not put down and could really visualise in my mind; it was almost (dare I say) Potterish. Almost. Almost. There was just such a lovely feeling of escaping into another world that I hadn’t gotten from reading in such a long time, and yeah, it was awesome.
Although J.K Rowling’s series honestly changed my life and developed a connection between my mind and the written word I can’t really even comprehend and I am eternally thankful for, none of the Harry Potter books are my favourite books OF ALL TIME, because well, they just aren’t. So what is your favourite book of all time, I can hear you all asking in earnest (I am so funny, lol). How about a little back story first?! (Not that this whole post up to this point has been back story or anything, haha!) My parents are both educators and reading was definitely encouraged in our household from a young age, and in particular my sister and I formed a bond based upon our shared interest in reading. Yes, there was many an argument over who got to read the latest Harry Potter book first. HP aside, though, we were always sharing books with each other, recommending new titles to delve into and it’s something that still happens to this day and I truly treasure it, so much.
One day, my sister loaned me her copy of On The Jellicoe Road , by well-known Australian author Melina Marchetta. I’d read Looking for Alibrandi (because honestly if you attended high school beyond 1997 in Australia, you will have read that book or watched the film, possibly in year 9 health class) and Saving Francesca, her previous works, and I was a huge fan of her simplistic writing style. Along came Jellicoe Road, and I fell in love. I fell in love with the multiple intertwining narrative structure, I fell in love with the increasingly poetic nature of her writing, especially in terms of literary images, I fell in love with the characters, I quite simply had never felt so enchanted by a novel as I was with Jellicoe Road. For those that have read it, I hope you liked it (no hard feelings if you didn’t), and for those of you who haven’t read it, please do. It was the book that inspired me to attempt to write my own novel (we’ll talk about that some other time), and I am beyond excited to see it turned into a film (fingers crossed they get funding for it- Marchetta herself wrote the script, so here’s hoping!).
Speaking of the film, my friend Sophie and I had some spare time on our hands (more like I was procrastinating from uni work but whatever), and we actually compiled our dream cast for the film.
Obviously, it is a dream cast. Like, who in their right mind would cast Niall Horan as an Australian schoolboy who can play the violin? But hey, we had fun with it and I just wanted to share it with you all. Who knows, maybe some of these will come true?! ;)
And have a great day!
p.s Raffy and Chaz. That is all.