One of the main reasons I chose to read J.K Rowling‘s “The Casual Vacancy“, was that she was J.K Rowling the creator of an amazing magical world which I brought up reading in my teens, HARRY POTTER.
Another reason; I thought it was a murder-mystery solving novel.
is nothing magical, nothing mysterious and nothing that needs to be solved for certain.
It is the normal social drama of an English town; as real as it can get.
It is a strong mixture of human character.
It is full of family drama, neighbor drama, friends drama, schools drama, and any labelled social drama you can think of in one town.
You can find nearly everything in it, from teenagers, to sex, to drug abuse, to rape, to cyber bullying, to domestic violence, to cheating; to death to another death and to more deaths.
J.K Rowling was able to portray the characters in such an ordinary way that you would love the people and in another moment hate them completely.
No one was BLACK. No one was WHITE. Everyone was GREY.
Even the character, Barry Fairbrother, whose death brought the town’s politics into a turmoil of social drama, who was in the beginning characterized as a do-good-er, that cared for the less-fortunate and helped them to a better path in their lives, had a neglecting side to him, forgetting about loved ones back at home that needed his immediate attention.
Everyone has secrets but;
Secrets can break you and sometimes make you.
From the secret that broke down an old woman’s spirit to a young girl’s secret actually getting her the relief she always needed.
After reading the book, it made me wonder, what is life? What is human life?
Other than sheer selfishness that always has a disgusting stench of unintentional cruelty to others.
The thought that if anyone who saw that little boy dirty wandering aimlessly alone, would have stopped and talked to him, he might not have ended up dead.
The grass is greener the other side
Jealousy, human life is always so filled with jealousy, with people wishing they had what others had.
Like one character, Gavin, actually wishing he had his best friend’s life, totally not aware of the bliss he had till it’s gone.
Even a street name can resemble the hope of a child’s dream for a stable, loving and caring life.
All through the story, there was this young character that seemed to be on the path to search for pure authenticity, with the tragic ending that nothing is authentic anymore.
What we consider normal, is not normal.
All houses have secrets and everyone has murderous thoughts.
We all are deranged in our own way, from indifference to prejudice to desperation.
That is the NORMAL.
“You must accept the reality of other people. You think that reality is up for negotiation, that we think it’s whatever you say it is. You must accept that we are as real as you are; you must accept that you are not God.”
― J.K. Rowling, The Casual Vacancy