During lockdown I have turned into an obsessive when it comes to books, reading two or even three chapters per day when before it took me months to get through a book, I’m now blowing through them in weeks. And spending an excessive amount of money on my upcoming library, I’m on the verge of worry from addiction. Maybe because there is nothing else to do, it’s something to occupy my mind or simply that I have the time to escape into another world and absorb another character wholeheartedly without the distraction of daily life. Soon my room will be a library, walls lined with books that suddenly and with no fault of my own end up in my basket or through my letterbox every other day.
I have always been something of a book worm and will often read two books at a time (fiction and non-fiction are often the best combinations because the story and someone’s life rarely gets mixed together) At the side of my bed they will always be a book and I try to read at least once a day whether it’s a blog, a page or even an article. It relaxes me and gives me the same rush that my fella gets from the endless gaming between Xbox and PC and I mean endless gaming. I lose track of real-life and I have found it hard to be dragged away from them in the sense of time, I have spent hours reading and just minutes in between the next burst of fiction.
However, if it weren’t for one particular book, one particular author or one particular title, books wouldn’t mean half as much to me as they do at the moment. Of course, the typical childhood book author inspired me to read and even write, Roald Dahl. I know how obvious and typical that the author would be, but the BFG was something that I loved reading as a child and now. Something I will read to my future kids. That I can read again and again with the same enthusiasm as the first time. Roald Dahl will continue to be for me “one of the greatest storytellers for children of the 20th century” (source)
From the first sentence
Sophie couldn’t sleep.
A brilliant moonbeam was slanting through a gap in the curtains. It was shining right on to her pillow.
To the very last word and all the dreams in between, I was hooked. It still amazes me that people can create a whole other new world with words and I suddenly had to read it again and again. The BFG was created in the eyes of a child; “the good giant (the BFG or “Big Friendly Giant”) representing the “good adult” archetype and the other giants being the “bad adults”. “Dahl’s children’s works are usually told from the point of view of a child. They typically involve adult villains who hate and mistreat children, and feature at least one “good” adult to counteract the villain(s). These stock characters are possibly a reference to the abuse that Dahl stated that he experienced in the boarding schools he attended” Not the only amazing title that this man has created but reading the likes of Matilda, Charlie and The Chocolate Factory and Fantastic Mr Fox really set in stone that I wanted to write something, I wanted to create an escapism world but didn’t have a clue of where to begin. I honestly can’t wait to read these stories to future generations to brighten their world in written word instead of on a screen which I fear will and already has overtaken the joy of reading. Picking up a paperback and falling head over heels in love with the world and characters is miles more amazing than the typical movie.
From that moment I will always be a book worm, an obsessive on the edge of addictive of finding something to fall into. To escape the worries and sadness that comes along with life. To help fight and battle the depressive moments with a world better, scary or harder than the one we are living in. Reading has helped me manage my mental health huge amounts by acting as a distraction, comfort and even a ‘feel better about my experiences.’ It has given me moments of nothing, no anxiety or depression to overturn just pure peace in my head as I flick through the pages.