It’s through this method that I found myself on my knees, picking through the bottom of the R–S shelf that I discovered A Tale for the Time Being by Ruth Ozeki.Ī Tale for the Time Being is a sincere love letter to young women of color who struggle with mental health issues and suicidal tendencies. Then, I’d read the synopsis on the back of the book if it seemed interesting, I’d take it home, and if not, I’d try again. So I developed a method: picking a random row of shelves and taking out the first book that caught my eye.
I used to go to the library all the time, but my indecisive nature meant that picking out a book could sometimes take me hours and would occasionally send me into a fit of panic over the overwhelming number of choices. In fact, this was probably my first time in the adult fiction section of that library. “Hi! My name is Nao and I am a time being.”Īfter spending my third summer in a row severely depressed, I found myself at the local library, browsing the shelves in a way I hadn’t since I was kid. Editor’s Note: This article mentions suicide.
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