50 Shades of Escape: Literary Trips To Heat Up Your February

by Marisela Navarro. I have always considered reading fiction to “escape” an active pursuit, not a passive release. It feels like you’re forgetting yourself, disappearing from your life. But I think you’re remembering. You’re hunting. You’re running away, but not just away. You’re running towards something seen and felt. In Louise Erdrich’s poem, “Advice to Myself,” she writes: Recycle the mail, don’t read it, don’t read anything except what destroys the insulation between yourself and your experience or what pulls down or what strikes at or what shatters this ruse you call necessity I love th...