
I finished reading a book last Friday.

Today I am writing to you to talk about a grief that I know all too well, I devour my books pretty quickly.
My coping mechanism for dealing with finishing a book is to start another one. So, on Saturday, I went to the bookshop and bought myself another book (completely ignoring the pile of unread books on my bookcase).
This new book has a gimmick I quite enjoy and one I don’t see that often.
That being that the story isn’t told via a flowing narrative, instead, the story is told through a combination of journal entries, WhatsApp screen grabs, newspaper articles and interview transcripts. It’s the book version of found footage.
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