sjsprWriting

Yesterday I finished reading "Sea of Tranquility." It was such a good book.

You know that feeling you get the day after you finish a book you loved?

You begin to relate absolutely everything you hear that day to the storyline. You go about your day making connections from your life to the book, because you just don't want to believe it is over.

You can't help but wish to know what the characters felt, because you know that is the only way you will ever come close to truly understanding them.

Then, this feeling takes over you. That feeling you get when you make a connection to something that is relatable within the book, only this time you know that if you were to re read the novel, it would be like reading a complete different story. You not only relate to it in ways you never realized before, but perhaps it has made you reconsider everything you experienced, felt and conceived about the characters, the plot.

Now you are aware that you have taken the events to a whole different level: you can relate, but most importantly, you are now pretty sure you understand (not only the book but finally your life too, because the book suddenly becomes a paralell universe).

I wonder if the characters exist in real life. Did the author make them up, or are they part of a disguised autobiography? Part of me wishes they were real so my hopes to meet them and ask them all the unanswered questions could become a reality. Another part of me, though, wouldn't wish that kind of suffering on anyone, not even my worst enemy.