MY SIGNED JOHN GREEN POSTER ARRIVED OH MY GOD I’M SO HAPPY I’M TOUCHING SOMETHING THAT HE TOUCHED I’M SO EXCITED IT’S SO BEAUTIFUL
Me: And then there’s one of my favourites: “My thoughts are stars I can’t fathom into constellations.”
Him: I’ll fathom them for you. I’ll make them into constellations. I don’t care that stars are made of plasma, I’ll die moving the stars for you. So just let me know if you ever want constellations. And I’ll be here. Always.
The Fault In Our Stars, Farenheit 451, To Kill A Mockingbird and Pride and Prejudice are probably my top four right now. Harry Potter pretty much defined my childhood though.
Difficult one as I adore them all, for various different reasons, but if I had to read one of them over and over again it’d probably be The Fault In Our Stars.
Oh wow, where do I begin? I think it’s mainly the characters. I love the way John brings them to life, there’s something very real about them all. None of them are perfect; they’re all fabulously flawed individuals and maybe it sounds weird but I like that. I like the way he writes about their thoughts, I like that throughout his novels the characters try to figure themselves out, there’s something very pure and beautiful about it. I feel I can connect with them. It’s almost like… like, throughout the book, they’re growing up and maturing and they have experiences which change them. And I, as a reader, get to be a part of that, get to experience it with them. It kind of feels like a privilege.
A quotation springs to mind: “My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.” (The Fault In Our Stars) This really, really struck a chord with me when I read it, to me it just epitomises the idea that we are so full of ideas and memories and regrets and wishes and aspirations, these things that make us who we are, but trying to make sense of everything all at once never works. But eventually, if we take things slowly, if we are patient and we are peaceful, things fit into place. That’s what I believe anyway - so my second point is, his novels give me hope. Hope that things get better, and most of all, hope in humanity.
I could go on but I think I’ll just choose one final point to make - I like them because they’re just so goddamn funny! He is one of the few authors who can actually make me laugh out loud. They’re all such enjoyable reads and I couldn’t be happier that I stumbled upon Looking For Alaska a year ago and decided to read it.
Thanks for this wonderful question dear anon!
Woke up at 9pm, made some coffee, and I’ve been sat here for an hour now reading John Green’s answers to questions related to TFiOS (here) which is making me feel this strange mix of nostalgic and happy. I know this is completely weird, but with John Green’s books, once I’ve read them, I almost feel proud to have read them. Having them as part of my life feels kinda special to be honest, like I’m lucky. No books have ever affected me more than John’s have. God, I love that man.
So, thank you to Tumblr for bombarding me with so many Looking For Alaska quotations that I felt desperate to read it, and thanks a million to Beth for actually buying it for me for my birthday. You’re amazing.
Anyway when I’ve finished reading the questions I’m gonna make myself some toast and maybe watch the House Special: Swan Song. Feeling very sentimental today it seems. :)
Biology paper was a really good one thank the Lord. Just General Studies tomorrow which means a pretty chilled day doing some last minute Chemistry revision for Wednesday. Not been on Tumblr much recently because I’m kicking the procrastination habit ;) but tonight I’m just chillaxin’ after yesterday’s hardcore studying. Been re-reading The Fault In Our Stars and oh, my God. I don’t think it could get any more perfect. John Green is one of the very few authors who can actually make me laugh out loud. Except this time I’m getting upset even from the start because I know what’s going to happen :( I want Augustus and Hazel to be happy forever and ever and ever
Sometimes, I get upset and just want to sit in my room and cry to myself about all the unfair things in life and all the things I want and will never have, thinking about how wanting to give someone your all isn’t enough to make them love you back and how tired I am and how much work I have to do, and I get this horrible cold feeling in the pit of my stomach and I feel so alone. But then I remember John Green and that genuinely makes me happy, just knowing that someone like that exists. Thanks John.