Love, the deadliest of all deadly things: It kills you both when you have it and when you don’t.
— Lauren Oliver, Delirium
Have you ever had a hangover? No, not the one that makes you regret your experience the previous night, but the one that disables you to start a new book because you are still living in the world of the last one.
The disability to function at work because I were up all night binge-reading kept haunting me for a long period of time. Lauren Oliver awakened and healed my soul in so many ways that nobody ever before have done. But oh… I am really sorry that I immersed once more in this powerful story and totally forgot to introduce you to the masterpiece. Like one of the authors in my compulsory list this year, George Orwell, Lauren Oliver tells the story of a Dystopian world, future America, where love has been outlawed as the life-threatening source of all discord. And isn’t it? Once love blooms in your blood system, there is no escaping its hold. Four powerful letters that when pieced together create a world which holds the meaning of the deepest emotion known to man. Great and terrible wars have raged on in honor of it.
As I curiously read Delirium, I discovered I was drawn into the struggles that the protagonist – Lena – faced as she tried to find her place in the world. I have questioned myself why I sympathized so much to this unfamiliar girl and the answer sooner or later hit me. On a different subliminal level she was something like my spirit animal. I bet you have heard of these creatures representing the skills you are supposed to learn or have. And she was mine. My unborn sister that I have been looking for. I have undergone so many meditations in order to find this doppelganger of mine, but who could imagine that it was waiting for me on the book shelf. She wasn’t someone special, the same way I felt about myself, just a single five feet and two inches tall girl. We both share the curiosity of the unknown, counting down the days to even the most simple and unimportant events like the delivery of a new book in the library. But at the same time we have a series of small panic attacks by this very reason – curiosity of the unknown. How could this simultaneously frighten and excite us? Wasn’t it just like the love syndrome? I think so. It could suffocate us both when we have it and when we don’t.
But no, I won’t tell you in which way Lena decided to be suffocated – undergoing a surgical cure for the deliria or joining the rebels in the Wild. I can assure you that you won’t regret reading the trilogy because Lauren Oliver masterfully strings words together like a poet. The story is far beyond just another love one. And if you are asking yourself yes it is definitely better love story than Twilight’s! Oliver went into the realm of the family and friendship and how they survive in a loveless world. If you still haven’t joined the dystopian band I would suggest that Delirium is a very good beginning indeed.