A review by coffeebooksrepeat
There Are No Falling Stars in China and Other Life Lessons from a Recovering Journalist by Marga Ortigas

5.0

I’ve been typing and deleting my review since finishing the book around midnight last night. At 3 pm today, I am still at it — typing then deleting.

My introduction to Marga Ortigas was through her novel, The House on Calle Sombra, which I purchased in 2022. The book has unfortunately been left unread and unopened to this day. Fast forward to last year’s @_fullybooked Annual Sale, I luckily scored the last in-store copy of There Are No Falling Stars in China in @_fullybooked CDO.

I bought it because I thought it was about China but I got a better package than just China.

Written like a series of letters sent to loved ones, There Are No Falling Stars in China is a collection of essays where @margaortigas talks about her trips from all over the globe as a CNN and Al Jazeera English correspondent. Grouped by geographical regions spanning from East to West, Marga wrote about how she felt while on the ground, for work or otherwise, be it about walking along the River Thames to interviewing survivors in tsunami-hit Japan to being sick in Ulanbataar with nothing but traditional tea to singing their hearts out for survival in a (sh*t)hole in Israel.

I have always found collection of essays a bit dragging. Most of the essay books I previously picked ended up on my DNF pile, not because they were terrible, but because I didn’t have the enthusiasm for them. But this one is different. I finished the whole thing in under two days. For mood readers like me, that’s something.

Life expects us to learn our lessons on our own, yet sometimes, it sends people our way to help us uncover new insights. At times, these “people” come in the form of authors.

IF YOU SEE THIS ☕☕☕☕☕ ON THE SHELVES — GET IT!