Lockdown literature — why a good book is the greatest form of escapism

This is what I’ve been searching for. A book I didn’t want to put down and so, ended up finishing within 72 hours. A book that felt so relatable that for a brief moment, I forgot how challenging (read: shitshow) this year has been. A book I stayed up until midnight reading in bed until my partner turned to me, bleary-eyed, and said, ‘are you ready for bed yet?’ I had to…