Looking for The Fault in Our Paper Towns

Although I know many will laugh at me, a 23 year old teacher who graduated with a literature degree, who has read books longer than all of John Green’s books combined, when I say that I spent the summer reading and loving all of his works.  I could not stop myself and could not sleep before finishing each one.  They were all beautiful in their sophistication, each in its own way.  Green knows how to make you feel the pain of others (“Pain demands to be felt” -The Fault in Our Stars) without losing the piercing beauty of humor and human personalities.  Each character has a specific story with a specific pain and the reader cannot escape living their story with them while reading each book.

These books make you seek inside yourself for a sense of adventure because that is what you need to journey with the characters through Green’s brilliant worlds he creates.  Only through such a lens can you understand the true meaning behind his complex creations.  In Looking for Alaska, Pudge, The Colonel, Takumi, and Alaska show us how to see the world as a “Great Perhaps”, a labyrinth full of pain and possibilities that we can only face with the hope that it is better than no labyrinth at all.  Deep, right?  I thought so too.  The Fault in Our Stars makes pain and love seem co-dependant, because without pain, there can be compassion, but pain and life are always present so let this infinity be the best we can make it.  That one only makes sense if you read the book, so you should go do that.  Right now.

My very favorite story he created is Paper Towns, a story about love, but more so a story about firsts and the superficial nature of our world.  One person teaches another that truth is deeper than the “paper towns” that surround us and the paper people and the paper emotions and everything.  “I’m in love with cities I’ve never been too and people I’ve never met” and “What is the point of being alive if you don’t at least try doing something remarkable?” show her zeal for digging deeper, for seeking out the mysteries underneath the fake exterior of everyone, including herself.  I felt the need to go do something, anything, to find out more about myself and those that I love and to push us all to do more, to try harder, to think deeper, to do, to be, to hope in something.  I cannot even begin to describe the freedom that comes when you let go of all structure and just try to make something happen.  There is true creativity.

John Green understands being young, or even just young in spirit, and tells the truth in such a fun, stunning way that it is impossible to look away.  I encourage everyone to take the time to travel to some paper towns, to look for someone like Alaska, to feel pain like it should be felt, and to make sure that you write about it.  Truth remains even if it is not remembered, but memory is a powerful thing and we are alive, so we should do something remarkable.

(Thanks to Jessica Shultz, http://shultzadventureblog.weebly.com/blog/archives/09-2015)