11.03.2013

Well, hello

It’s been a while. Hi. How are you? How do you do?

I've left this space for more than a month, with no particular reason. I guess I got too tied up on other things and writing had been my least priority. But it's November! Around the world, people are either hunched over their keyboards typing out a gazillion words for NaNoWriMo or lazily growing their moustaches in support of Movember.

In a few days, I'll be hitting the big two-five. Start of the quarter-life crisis, as they say. I don't believe in such things, but in honor of an end-and-start of a new phase in my life, I bet I'm ready for a new challenge. I am going to write somewhere between 5 and 10 entries this month; not so much as a cover-up for my absence, but as a dare that I can. At least I owe myself that much.

Cutting this short since I'm on YouTube right now, harboring my obsessive love for James Wolpert, and leaving with a final paragraph in lighter text.

Allegiant feels, a short one, just because I need to.
My ultimate reason for rereading the first two books was to acclimate myself with the flow of the story again, from where I left it seven months ago. After reading all three this past week, I'd say Allegiant is my least favorite. It wasn't boring, but I guess I expected something more climactic than the events that befell in Divergent and Insurgent. Allegiant was tamer, and to eventually know that the cause of all the warring and deaths come down to experimentation and genetics is rather frustrating. Despite that, I'm content with how the story ended. I can be angry at Veronica Roth for killing Tris, but I understood that while Beatrice was still playing with death, it was for all the right reasons now, and I embraced it even before reading Veronica's explanation, which will give anyone who needs it peace. What tugged my cold, cold heart: chapters 52, 53, 54, and the epilogue (Tobias zip-lining to scatter Tris' ash across the marsh brewed so many emotions in me; him facing his fear of heights and doing it because of, and for, Tris. Aaah, it's so perfect I want to cry.)

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