For those of you who do not know, I love to read.
This week I decided to share a few of my favorite books with you. I want you to keep in mind, even if you are not the most avid reader, that these books quite possibly changed my life. They made me rethink so many things, made me fall in love with the world and hate it at the same time, and without them, I would not be the same. I hope something just as amazing may come from these if you decide to give them a try.
**Disclaimer: We all know that Harry Potter will forever be the best book series of all time. And with that obvious being said, I decided against including the series within this list. HP forever and always.
- Velvet Elvis by Rob Bell. Going into this book I was so scared. I was scared because I knew that it would open up a completely different world: one full of more love, more openness, more ability to observe. And I didn’t know what that was going to be like. So it scared me. If this book did anything for me, it was prove the fact that faith is both beautiful and ugly, easy and hard, simple and confusing, but all in all, amazing. This book just made so. much. sense. Every aspect of faith that has always confused was answered in a way that honestly left no answer at all. Because faith is trusting in the unknown, trusting in the fact that we don’t have all answers. And that is exactly what I had to do when I first opened this book. Acknowledge the unknown and decide to pursue it anyways.
- I’ll Give You the Sun by Jandy Nelson. My eighth-grade year, someone who was once very close to me handed me this novel, and I swear to you, the gates of heaven were opened. This book is so raw. So agonizingly raw. But so undeniably beautiful. And I mean, the writing. Holy. Cow. SO good. It’s vivid, beautiful, creative, and so very ethereal that my heart came out of my body and landed inside of this book. The novel deals with twins, separation, unity, LGBT relationships, mutual and respective support, and everything beautiful and ugly in the world. I have read this book three times now, and the magic surely has not faded.
- A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini. I read this book for my English class this past semester, and although there were some moments when I wanted to throw it down a flight of stairs, it was so stinking good that I ended up crying more than I would like to admit. This book was such a heavy read. I mean, step on my heart, cut it open, stab it two to three times, sprinkle some salt on it, and feed it to a bear because that is what it feels like to read this book. Telling the story of two women experiencing the Taliban takeover of Afghanistan, an unthinkable patriarchy, and complete heartbreak ruined me. Everyone needs to read this. Such a beautifully tragic story.
- The Sun Is Also a Starby Nicola Yoon. Not going to lie: this book has 344 pages, and I hated a solid 337 of them. This novel is the perfect example of a YA contemporary heartthrob, and the fact that I got myself to finish it surprised me. But I am so glad that I did. Up until page 337, the story screamed cheesiness and basically everything I am not up for; but I loved it anyways. Because the last 7 pages made all of the cringing worth it. This novel blew my mind. Because it taught me that time is amazing. Time is incredibly scary. Time is the result of consequences: minute or significant. Time is the magic of two worlds living together yet independently. Time is knowing that the universe does not owe you anything but the chance to see love clearly.
I hope you find something magical from these.
Love, Valerie x