On “Beni Kim Yazdı” | Review

On “Beni Kim Yazdı” | Review

Dear NightCall’s second book is out:

Beni Kim Yazdı (“Who Wrote Me?”)

In fables, animals usually speak. But in NightCall’s world, everything is given a voice: the ashtray, buildings, a photograph, a keyboard, a Word screen, the folds of the brain, ants, the subconscious, muses, a sorrowful owl… All of it opens the door to a vast one-person play and draws the reader in, making them question the idea of reality all over again.

If we never woke up from a dream, who could know for sure it wasn’t real? That’s why we meet a narrator who keeps telling themselves, “Wake up!” Yet what they carry is a kind of awake awareness. When they say, “Some awakenings are hidden inside a dream that is never remembered,” the book takes us on a journey between the dream the mind creates and what we call reality. It may echo Alice in Wonderland, but with its constantly bending sense of time, it feels even closer to Alice down the wormhole.

There is no need to search for a plot in the usual sense. The narrator reflects their inner transformation by animating everything outside of them. And isn’t that exactly what we do? Don’t we assign meaning to objects, to moments, to little things? Sometimes we talk to our hair when it won’t behave. Sometimes we get angry at a lighter that won’t spark. Sometimes we attach emotional value to tiny items depending on who gave them to us or how we felt when we bought them. NightCall takes this one step further and turns it into a monodrama. The emotional transitions are described so vividly that you suddenly find yourself at the center of that complex yet thought-provoking stage, foggy and ornate like a theater scene.

To me, this book is the story of an inner war with the shadow and the agreement that comes afterward. Making peace with our shadow self requires acceptance, and we see that clearly in the author’s note. About the quotation mark in the name “NightCall,” the author says:

“The quotation mark not closing isn’t rebellion, it’s simply acceptance. I’m not complete, and I don’t have to be.”

Even in this line there is a quiet wholeness. Because being whole does not mean being perfect. It is an aware way of existing with our flaws, our mistakes, our past, and our future. The author carries the reader through this cycle without suffocating them, inviting thought without turning it into heaviness.

Some readers may find the book dark, yet it always manages to light that darkness from within. It does this by leaving a strong line at the end of each story.

“The more we declare something impossible, the more we get lost among what could have been…”

Like the line in the story behind the song “Olmayanı Sevdim.” Even the title feels meaningful. So many of us chase what we don’t have. What exists is in our pocket, but what doesn’t exist is what we tend to long for. All the moments we never lived become a kind of ache. One day, what is and what isn’t make peace and shake hands. That line captures exactly that feeling. I hope that day arrives soon for all of us.

I don’t want to go on and take away the excitement of those who will read the book. It was beautiful to step into your world and accompany your questions…

You say, “Sometimes old places and old people make you feel less like a stranger.” This book reunites its reader with a familiar face they haven’t met in a long time. Maybe with their own face…

May it be read widely and understood deeply.May your pen always stay open, and may your heart always remain at ease.

With love,Rune05.12.2025

Note: My warmest thanks as well for the kindness of mentioning my name in the “Acknowledgements” section of your book.

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