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okay. i have no idea why, but i have been dreading writing this post (i mean ask aubrey she’s been asking me to give it to her for like a week). all right i lied. i know why. and it’s mostly because i knew exactly what it was going to have to be about. i mean i could completely avoid it forever and never bring it up, yet i feel like i almost need to. i need to write these words and express my f e e l i n g s. it’s probably the only way i will fully be able to heal and process my emotions. and boy do i have emotions. emotions that are all wrapped around jamie fraser.
today i will be discussing/ranting/sobbing/groaning over Outlander by Diana Gabaldon. guys!! this one is a doozy. it took me a solid month to get over this book, and i haven’t even dared to pick up the sequel. i passed it in the book store the other day, and my hand legitimately shook.
as per usual, i’m going to begin my ranting with a couple of pet peeves i have when it comes to the literary world in the form a list (i feel like by now all my posts have to have lists. i must have a complex or something):
so i say all of this to acknowledge that Diana Gabaldon has created a world in which none of these things exist. have you ever read a book that has ruined you for all other books?? read Outlander and you will find out. it is the first novel in an epic eight-book saga that chronicles the lives of claire beauchamp and jamie fraser and many other incredible characters.
this book, this novel, this story, this epic wonderful adventure gave me feelings. lots of them. ones i don’t think i will ever be able to escape from. the emotions, the setting, the characters leap off the page with a type of real you can’t even imagine. as a writer, i am extremely jealous of Gabaldon’s talent to create a world i feel is as tangible as my own.
now, get on your feet, grab you keys and drive, or run i don’t care, and grab this book off the nearest book-shelf. it is calling you, and it demands your attention.
and to make your day even better, starz recently turned the series into a show and it is excellent. nothing quite like seeing your favorite story lines coming to life before your eyes. okay wow, now i will go cry over jamie fraser again. i think you can see why i didn’t want to write this post. it just brings up the f e e l i n g s all over again.
mary lynn “i need therapy when it comes to literary characters” wells
p.s. i feel like this post was kinda ranty?? and kind of a mess?? sorry?? i’m an emotional gal??
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