After I had my first miscarriage and the subsequent comedy of errors that went along with it, I couldn't find any solace. Until, through the kindness of a client and interim pastor, I found a novel that took me away from it all. Far, far away. Which is where I wanted to be. And where I wanted to stay.
Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follet was my ticket outa there and I seized it like Charlie with his golden ticket. At one point, I remember that Chris spoke to me from a couch length away and I was startled back into my reality. It had been forever since I had gotten so immersed in a book, the narrative and descriptions so captivating that I was a goner. And yes, I was so thankful for it all.
Thinking back, I don't really remember what I read. In all honesty, I probably wouldn't recommend it now. It wasn't the type of book that I normally read, but it was perfect for the time. Doing something different to distract me from the all too familiar.
At this point in my life, I am wanting to go to the escape hatch again. Bury my head in the sands of a wonderful book that has absolutely nothing to do with my life. And thankfully I have found it. There are not many frustrations in life for me as difficult as wanting a good book, but not finding one, no matter how hard you search.
The object of my affection at this point is called, "The Thirteenth Tale" by Diane Setterfield. Being a ghost story, it isn't my normal type of reading or listening, but I have fallen into it and don't want to come back out until I am starry eyed and craving another book of it's caliber.
If you need to get away, do yourself a favor, and find yourself a good book that has absolutely nothing to do with what you are going through.
Happy Reading.
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