This meme was created for YA Midnight Reads as a discussion post of all things bookish.
Two days ago, I published my review of The Last Time We Say Goodbye by Cynthia Hand. It’s a book about suicide, grief and healing – and it got me thinking. More specifically, all the comments on that review (all of which were awesome and I love you guys) got me thinking*. The Last Time, obviously, will be a tough book for some due to personal experiences, and for some because they can imagine the events just a little too well.
And I also find it interesting that we all react so differently to it. Some people, like myself, love tough subject books. I can’t speak for everyone, but I personally find being ripped apart by a book emotionally one of the worst and best things that could happen to me. For me, it’s all about the emotion. The more of it, the better – it’s when I connect with a book on a personal level that makes me feel so intensely I feel I could cry that new favourites are added to my shelf. I suppose I’m a masochist at heart, but I like the pain books can bring.
Others like to read them because they can connect with them. It’s happened to them, to someone close to them, and they like to see their own experiences reflected in books. I suppose it’s the feeling of knowing what you’re going through is universal, that you’re not alone, that the way you reacted to something isn’t abnormal because we all deal with it in different ways. Of course, I don’t know that for sure – thankfully, I’m not able to speak from personal experience.
There are also those, however, that have experienced it but do not want to read about it, which I can also imagine. They don’t want to relive the pain, have to think about it over and over again – I think of it as the grieving process rehashed, whatever you may be grieving for. And I can understand this perfectly – why would you want to experience something again when it brought you so much pain in the past? It just hits too close to home.
Lastly is the ‘distant’ reading experience. Building a wall between you and the book. Do you know that dream-like feeling when you can see everything happen but you’re just not connected to it? You’re merely visiting and observing before moving on, unable to touch anything? It’s that, but while reading. Which I expect is a very efficient way to enjoy a book without experiencing all the emotion (again).
What category do you fall under? Did I miss something? What’s your opinion on books with tough subject matters?
*also a small disclaimer, but I did not actually use any comments for this post. they were simply what got me thinking about everything!
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