Slain by a Book
Has it ever happened to you?
You know how I was already feeling down (cf. last post)? I thought
I'd read my book, which has been really good, the name of which I can't tell you so I don't spoil it for you—I'm about 4/5ths of the way through when the narrator, the person I've been identifying with and rooting for, DIES. You heard it, DIES! And now there's 80-some pages to go and my imaginary friend is dead.
I know she wasn't real, but I'm all weepy now.
Is it bad to let a book get to you that much? Or a sign that the author really knows what she's doing? Either way, the most coherent thing I can utter right now is "Major Bummer, Dude!"
You know how I was already feeling down (cf. last post)? I thought
I'd read my book, which has been really good, the name of which I can't tell you so I don't spoil it for you—I'm about 4/5ths of the way through when the narrator, the person I've been identifying with and rooting for, DIES. You heard it, DIES! And now there's 80-some pages to go and my imaginary friend is dead. I know she wasn't real, but I'm all weepy now.
Is it bad to let a book get to you that much? Or a sign that the author really knows what she's doing? Either way, the most coherent thing I can utter right now is "Major Bummer, Dude!"
Labels: Books
posted by Anniina | 10:01 AM
2 Comments:
It must be a thrilling experience! I'd love to feel it, too, I love being absorbed by literature!
that happened to me when I was reading that Tad Williams series you made me read. Man, those books are mind bending.
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