Navigating Grief: A Candid Review of ‘The Year of Magical Thinking’ by Joan Didion

Do you remember that I had the goal of reading at least one of Joan Didion’s book in 2023, when the year began?

So here we go, let me embark on a heartfelt exploration of grief with Joan Didion’s ‘The Year of Magical Thinking.’ The book contained everything that a book on grief will venture upon, say the emotional depth, moments of reflection, but needless to say the narrative’s repetitive nature for emphasis, made me lose attention as well.

Compelling Introspection in Early Chapters

Didion’s eloquence invites readers to introspect on their own experiences of loss. The narrative skillfully captures the universal nature of grief, resonating with those who have navigated similar emotional landscapes.

In the opening chapters, Didion’s poignant prose captivates, into an introspective exploration of grief. Her raw and unfiltered reflections create a profound connection, making it a compelling read for anyone grappling with loss.

I was able to completely relate to her grief, it brought back my own memories, which I often wish, they were parts of a nightmare. The surrealness she describes, when she realizes her husband has passed away, not in the first night but in the upcoming nights, when she will be all alone, grappling the grief single-handedly is what the true form of grief seems like. One can not escape feeling sorry and heartbroken if they haven’t experienced such a personal loss.

Navigating the Labyrinth of Repetition

While the initial allure remains, the narrative encounters hurdles with repetitive content. The revisiting of certain themes may lead to occasional bouts of boredom, as the storytelling seemingly retraces familiar emotional territories.

Yet, as the narrative progresses, the recurrence of certain themes becomes apparent, posing a challenge to sustained engagement. The book revisits emotional landscapes, occasionally leading to a sense of monotony tested my patience.

An Unflinching Portrayal of Despair

As the story unfolds, a prevailing sense of hopelessness begins to overpower. Didion’s unflinching portrayal of grief can be emotionally taxing, making it a challenging read for those seeking a more uplifting perspective.

I read this book when I was reading The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin parallelly. In fact, the idea of reading this book was inspired by her book, which dedicates a chapter for gratitude and introspection. She explains how the grief memoirs made her feel the intensity of luck bestowed upon her. More on this book later…!

Hence, when I was reading with this mindset, the journey through ‘The Year of Magical Thinking’ became increasingly challenging as a pervasive sense of hopelessness permeates the narrative. The emotional weight may be overwhelming for readers seeking a more balanced exploration of grief and healing.

‘The Year of Magical Thinking’ by Joan Didion offers a profound exploration of grief, prompting introspection and connection. However, the repetitive nature and the overarching sense of hopelessness may pose challenges for some readers, leading to moments of disengagement.

Rating: 3/5

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Norwegian Wood

By HARUKI MURAKAMI

REVIEW AND THOUGHTS

This is one of the most beautiful books I have read. Before proceeding, there are very few works in the world that disturb you to the core. For me, it was Franz Kafka’s novels and the short stories of Haruki Murakami Men without Women. Hence, I wanted to read another novel of his. Norwegian Wood is a Japanese novel, but I read its English translation.

This page is going to be somewhat more than a review. It is going to be a culmination of my thoughts on this book and its characters.

The story is a nostalgia pondered by Toru Watanabe. In the 60s, Toru is a drama student with no idea of why he is doing the course and what he is about to do later. It is very relatable, especially when we are in our 20s, it is very easy to not know what we really want out of our life. And Toru was in the same position, except for his love for certain American classics, which earned him one of his friends, Nagasawa, who unlike Toru, very clear of what he wants to be. He is a diplomacy student and has an easy-going approach to life. Nagasawa’s girlfriend Hatsumi is very considerate but their needs from life differ.

To me, there are 3 important women in Toru’s life. Naoko, Midori, Reiko.

Naoko is Kizuki’s girlfriend. Toru was best friends with Kizuki. The three practically had only each other for most part of their life. Naoko’s sister committed suicide and it affected her a lot. But things were very bleak later too. Naoko is a very gentle person. At a very early age, when she is about to enter into the whole life ahead, the deaths did really affect her.

When something so shocking happens or when you have lost someone dear to you, words choke and eventually it feels like the words no more have any meaning to them; and question as to, what is the purpose of speaking them. We turn mute to the entire world. There is nothing to be conveyed. The world around seems so calm when there is a whole chaos happening in the heart and it feels like nature is being an imposter.

Sunday evenings, that Naoko and Toru spend together, walking, after Kizuki’s death feels the same to Naoko and, Toru can never find the right word to make Naoko open up.

The relationship between them changes on Naoko’s birthday. For most of the part, Naoko seeks help in a sanatorium.

It’s because I think of you when I’m in bed in the morning that I can wind my spring and tell myself I have to live another good day.

Midori is Toru’s classmate in his course. When they spend time together, a beautiful friendship springs between them. Midori is a vivid young woman. She is a straight-forward and a warm hearted person. She has a boyfriend who doesn’t understand who she is and most of the times, a quite narrow minded one. She takes care of her father Kobayashi, along with her sister. They run a bookstore together and her life takes a turn. There is so much Midori has got to say to the world and she found the right pair of ears in Toru.

Personally, I adored Midori. She was a very beautiful person on the face of the earth. And I have never felt this warmth towards a fictional character before.

Toru and Midori have a very special friendship, in which Toru sometimes acts hesitant, but Midori knows exactly what she wants and what she deserves.

Reiko is the woman who stays with Naoko in the sanatorium and who helps Toru and Naoko’s relationship stay intact, when Naoko is going through her difficult times and Toru can’t understand as well as he thought he had.

I can’t describe enough of this beautiful novel. It is very well written, with the right words and the amazing emotions it kindles. Haruki Murakami, sure has a way with the words.

The dead will always be dead, but we have to go on living.

The relationships among the people are the purest ones. Very gentle, pure, and humane. It was like looking into a whole other world, where everyone has their own set of problems, yet like an angel on the earth, their face to the other, always remain so gentle and warm.

I am very fortunate to get this out of this book and I wish the same for anyone who is about to read it. Hope I have not hyped it more. Please do give it a read without expectations.

Rating: 4.8/5

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The Bell Jar

By Sylvia Plath

I must say, I usually find the books to read from various sources. Sometimes, it is the goodreads, or it is the instagram, or it is my friends’ recommendation. This book’s inspiration was interestingly drawn from a series called Sex Education. I like one of the characters in the series, Maeve. She is one of those people who read a lot of books that instill feministic and philosophical thoughts and she is so drawn to the literary side. So, one of the books she talks about was the Bell Jar.

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Anyway, the last book that I read was Darius the great deserves better. Darius was diagnosed with depression, and at this time of the world, it is no more a taboo or a sickness, it is understood and treated like any other disease with dignity, except in few cultures. And to my surprise, the Bell Jar was also about depression (because I didn’t know it at first), but it portrays a totally different light on the topic.

When everyone was talking how even if the Bell Jar was written in 1963, it is relatable till date, I had my suspicions. I thought, it might be so exciting for some and it would not be that great at this time.

But I was completely surprised how every word Sylvia writes are so true and relatable. She has written her first novel based on her own life. She also suffered from depression and she died by suicide. While all this is very sad on the outlook, Sylvia makes us feel every bit of it with her words. She shows the pain she suffered with the beautiful writing she has got.

The more hopeless you were, the further away they hid you.

Esther Greenword is doing her internship with a New York fashion magazine. She is an academically excellent student, she goes on receiving scholarships after scholarships. All she knows is to study hard and the narrative that life will be better, once you do that. She tries and works hard, but when she realises the bell jar pressing on her, she feels this emptiness, that Sylvia makes sure the reader understands.

There are certain societal norms. She lives by them very diligently without her seriously trying. When she finally scrutinizes all the things about her life, do they make any sense? Is it ever going to be really making sense?

The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence. 

How she views her dating life to be pointless and all the confusions she has about being a partner to a man do make a lot of sense, even till date. Some things about the plight of women, sadly make sense even after half a century.

The fig tree passage, yes, when I read it for the first time, I just loved it. And the same way, everyone who I came across was so impressed by it, that it, on its own stands as an extraordinary writing piece. The way Sylvia compares life with a simple tree, every choice of the word, is truly remarkable.

I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet. 

Bell Jar is a must-read book, for so many reasons.

  1. The true take on the depression and how it really makes the mind clueless and suffocating, inspite of the awareness.
  2. The life of a woman, when all she does is trying to make a living for herself and all she can do is toll hard, yet to be noticed barely, especially when in 1963.
  3. How some questions are never really answered and sometimes the ignorance makes sense, because the answers seldom make sense.
  4. Just to admire Sylvia’s writing and nothing else.

It is a timeless novel. Please let me know what you think of it.

Rating: 4.9/5

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Darius the Great Deserves Better

By Adib Khorram

This is the sequel to Darius the Great is not okay.

After Darius returns from Iran, his life seems to have witnessed a lot of changes. He is now friends with his soccer team back in the school. Chip, who used to be bullying or be with Trent when he is bullying Darius is also one of his friends.

Darius now has a boyfriend and he has got a haircut too!

Meanwhile, the book revolves around Darius’ sister Laleh, for whom school is unusually tough after her return from Iran. She is being bullied and passed on racist remarks from her childhood friends and none really understands except Darius, who tries to be of help whenever he could. I like this about Darius. He is one good brother as everyone keeps on hinting at.

Meanwhile, Darius is still in touch with Sohrab through Skype calls and Sohrab’s life has been a rollercoaster since his dad passed away. Sometimes, he talks about Darius suspecting that he might be depressed too, but he doesn’t really open up too much.

Darius is now an intern at his favorite tea shop. It seems like he is in a place where he has everything he ever wanted. Landon has been quite understanding and he connects with Dad, but who unfortunately stays away for his job to meet the grown expenses since their return from Iran.

Darius is doing good, but it only seems like for a while. And along the way, he sees all his loved ones going through their tough times and sometimes he feels he can’t be of any help to them and regards himself as selfish.

The character of Darius from being a wishing teenager to a responsible teenager who looks upon his own decision and doubts if he is making them all right is something that I found wholesome while going through the pages.

It is a justified sequel.

Rating: 4.5/5

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Darius the great is not okay

By Adib Khorram

This book is first of a series of 2 books.

It is about a teen named Darius Kellner, he is half Persian and half American. He suffers from clinical depression, a genetic one, passed from his father, Stephen Kellner. Speaking of it, though the son and dad can have this unique understanding of each other because what they are going through, it proves otherwise. Darius doesn’t have a very good relationship with his father.

Darius always becomes the ‘target’ of a bully named Trent Bolger, who makes sure passes some racist comment every time he walks past Darius. Though it irritates Darius and hurts him, he makes them get to him lesser by naming Trent and his friends with a comical nomenclature, which I love, soulless minions of orthodoxy.

When you can laugh about it, things seem less daunting.

And that is exactly how Darius copes with it, though it is not okay. He has a younger sister Laleh, who he loves a lot. Things change, when their family gets to know that Shirin’s father in Iran is suffering from an illness. The parents decide to take the children to see their grandparents in their native for the first time.

Though Darius talks to his grandparents in Skype, he is kind of overwhelmed and also he is not fluent in Farsi unlike his sister, which makes it easier for her to quickly connect with their relatives. Darius gets his first friend Sohrab in Iran. The road is not always smooth though for Darius.

I could go on and on about how this book highlights so many different aspects.

Be it the mentions of how depression makes you witness the world so differently everyday, be it the not knowing where do I fit in part, struggles with being a Fractional Persian, be it the beautiful friendship that blooms like a rose with its own thorns, be it the familial relationships and its complexities.

I loved how the author could portray all the beautiful things in very few pages and an etching story.

Oh yes, I did forget to mention Darius’s love for tea, which we share!

This was a totally new perspective I witnessed.

Rating: 4.8/5

Read the review of the sequel, Darius the Great deserves better

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