I am lost in a story, entranced by the scene that unfolds before me. Amazed by the writer’s ability to capture a piece of my soul and place it in the world that they had created.
I was lost in a book, a story, a fictional life of a fictional character, captivated by its peaks and able to relate with its lows.
The book was ‘The Lie Tree’ by Frances Hardinge.
As I type this, I am in the last chapter of this book which clinched the Costa Book of the Year for the year 2015, I can see why.
A part of me felt as if it was trapped inside the book, looking down on the characters as their lives unfold, judging and questioning their every action and consideration.
A good book is when you lose the track of time when reading — when time doesn’t matter anymore — and all you want is to continue reading.
And, that was a good book.