The latest book I finally enjoyed, though under the YA category, was The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender by Leslye Walton. My favorites being Memoirs of an Imaginary Friend by Matthew Dicks and A Tale for the Time Being by Ruth Ozeki. These kind of books are like a touch of magic in our lives. They turn the simple into complex, the profound into magic, the sad into tragic, love into stardust. Though some books are hard to follow, the journey they take me on are the ones I remember and treasure the most. While reading simple action YA one can have fun, it is like watching a film; reading contemporary is like watching a series on television. But reading magical realism is like being inside a dream. And this is why magical realism is my favorite genre. This is why I try so hard to find such books to little avail.
Dear writers out there, don’t bring me adventure, let me drown in your dreams.
