It’s hard to describe the feeling I get when I complete a book. The closest I can come is to the “level” up feeling when you get all the secrets in Mario; accomplished, whole, conflicted and the irrevocable feeling of scibility.
After that feeling passes; I usually feel lost because I have no one to share those moments with. Think of it as watching a movie with your friends…that’s what I want but for books. Not some special book club that I have to seek out and fit into poorly because of my erratic genre selections, I want it to be real life.
So, this year one of my goals is to meet more voracious readers, who can become as consumed as I can sometimes be by a story or a character or the way a scene is described.
Happy Reading, I hope I see you soon.
I know the feeling–when I finish a book that I loved I almost have to restrain myself from going up to complete strangers and saying “Can I just tell you about this one REALLY GREAT PART???” π
Discussing books is the next best thing to reading books. I love both!
Exactly! It’s so fun.
And yet, I have never been in a book club… Hmm.
Same here. Just happened to convince friends to read the same book I just read so we could talk about it. π
My hubby and I often read the same books for conversation grist. I like being married to a reader. We have a 50-pages-from-the-end, don’t-bother-me agreement. π
My Hubby is a slower reader than I, so we don’t always get to do this. That’s awesome! And such a very sweet thing to do together.
My hubby reads like lightning, but often doesn’t remember the details. He likes to read kids’ lit, and is the first to get me started in this area actually. Bless his little-boy heart. π
Thank you for taking the time out to read this!