My Favourite Guy
I'm in love with Markus Zusak. I loved him once before, when I was in high school.
No, I've never met him but I feel like I know him more than I know people that I have met.
Yes, I might be going a bit crazy.
A book hasn't affected me as much as "The Messenger" since I don't even remember. Especially the ending. I couldn't even fall asleep because I couldn't stop thinking about it. I felt as if Mark (can I call you that?) was talking directly to me. As if the words reached out from the page and started dancing in my heart.
I had a strong urge to write him a letter, look him up in the phone book or do something drastic. I even imagined meeting him.
Today when I looked him up on the net, I found that last year he gave a public lecture with Melina Marchetta (another favourite author). I'm so annoyed I missed it.
Lots of people idolise music and movie stars. But here I am going crazy about an author. Unlike lots of other books, all Mark's ones are so personal that I feel like I'm reading his inner thoughts. And I can relate to them. And I love them. And I want to marry him.
Just kidding!
No comments:
Post a Comment