I recently finished reading a book entitled The Love Affairs of Nathaniel P. and although the characters in the book were Jewish, were involved in journalism and other prestigious job titles, and living in a newly gentrified Brooklyn, NY; the story of the topsy-turvy love battles that Nathaniel had to deal with (involving 4 women) was at times interesting, annoying, but definitely there were parts that were relatable. And then when you look at your own love life, like I often did with mine while reading, and it reflected the book as such in terms of interest and annoyance. It’s a never-ending journey when it comes to that dreaded L word because there’s a definition the length of a King James Version of the Bible on just what that particular word means, and just who we are as people to really understand it. As many books you can read, or as much as you want to study, no one really and truly understands just how it works, but I look at it like reading a book.
Shakespeare is the father of when it comes to the early introduction to romance and love in literature. He was a game changer before games were invented to be changed. He’s the reason why people are so deeply into the affection of loving and to be loved, and I can go on and on and on, but what exactly is the true purpose? In Love Affairs, for one, it’s a very intelligent book, and I’m not the smartest person in the world, and there were definitely words in there that I would never in my time of day use in a regular conversation between my mischpoke (Yiddish for Family or close friends). The constant conversations between what men want and what women want while going through the relationship is basically what the book surrounds and how they affect people personally. You’ve seen a movie with the same guideline before, so it’s nothing new, but it was an interesting read to some degree.
Kanye West once said on Hey Mama: “can’t you see, you’re like a book of poetry” in comparison to the love of his mother (may she rest in peace). When you’re reading any novel (not a magazine) of any length, they make you: laugh, cry, angry, and sometimes you get about 50-100 pages in the book and you lose all hope. Novels are like being in a relationship because you go with them everywhere, you’re locked into this combined energy of information, you clutch it to your side, you toss it around in a bag, and often times you’re spending quiet alone time with it or listening to music – some of them even speak to you, so there are many options. Many people go through books in hours, some in weeks, others in months. A lot of people go through relationships in weeks, and often years. After said book is read, you move on to another, but the old one either gets revisited for sentimental reasons or given away for someone else to cherish. Now…novels are inanimate objects. People aren’t, but a lot of people are treated or treat others as if they’re inanimate objects.
What a good relationship is comprised of are the many things that make up a good book, and through such commitment comes entertainment, a sense of togetherness, but like all things – they come to an end. I’d have to look at my love life and they’d be a set of short stories that would be put into a compilation novel that you’d be able to skim through. Not everyone’s going to have something with great longevity like War & Peace, and not everyone’s going to have a flaming spark like The DaVinci Code or whatever else Dan Brown writes. Everyone has their own story, their own read on things and the pace that they enjoy. So damn it, enjoy your metaphorical written tales of adventure that you call love.
But if you don’t enjoy books…pick your own metaphor – it’s practically the same thing no matter the object…Adios
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