In this diary-like look at his life since A Work In Progress, Connor talks about his battles with clinical depression, social anxiety, self-love, and acceptance; his desire to maintain an authentic self in a world that values shares and likes over true connections; his struggles with love and loss; and his renewed efforts to be in the moment—with others and himself.
Told through short essays, letters to his past and future selves, poetry, and original photography, Note to Self is a raw, in-the-moment look at the fascinating interior life of a young creator turning inward in order to move forward.
In my Hello May blog post, I told you guys I read three books in the month of April, when in fact, I actually read four. I cannot believe I forgot to mention this book, especially considering the fact that it was by far my favourite book of the month alongside How To Be A Bawse by Lilly Singh. I have confessed before to being a massive fan of watching YouTube, so of course I’m going to go out and read the books that they create!
Having previously read Connor’s first book A Work In Progress, I was quick to pick up my copy of Note to Self, and to say I absolutely devoured it would probably be an understatement. It arrived in the mail and by midnight the following day, I “finished” the book. Now, when I use quotation marks when I say finished, because I don’t think I’ll ever be done with this book. It’s so full of beautiful imagery and poetry, it’s clear to see that Connor has only poured his heart and soul into it.
On my initial read-through of the book, I read only the prose throughout. I then returned to it and read the poetry pieces, followed by a third and final read-through which was me absorbing all the beautiful photography so very perfectly placed in between the poems and prose, completing this collection of personal essays and diary entries.
It’s not often that I read an autobiography, or in this case, an autobiographical-orientated book, that I can relate to. As I was reading several chapters from within this book, I found myself putting it down more than once to reflect, including the one occasion where Connor actually asks us to put the book down and reflect. So much was the case, that there was several paragraphs that I photographed with my phone and sent to friends telling them: “Look, this describes me!” Which it did, and down to a tee. There were so many instances where I saw myself in this book, that I didn’t even think that was possible for someone else to be on the page as me (if you’ll excuse the pun).
It’s safe to say that I won’t be forgetting about this book anytime, and I suggest that neither should you. Regardless of whether you’ve ever heard of Connor Franta, or watch the YouTube’s or have even read his previous book, you should consider picking this book up for its sheer aesthetic beauty alone!