5 of my tweets from last Wednesday:
JOSEPH SOLOMON, YOU ARE SERIOUSLY ONE HOT GUY. DAMN. I SWEAR, IF YOU WERE REAL, I WOULD MAKE YOU MINE. OH YES.
I’m pretty sure most people will think that I’m weird because I have a huge crush on a book character that I’ve never seen. Some people know hoe it feels. <3
Sometimes, it’s much better than having a crush on an actual person. Book characters never leave you — unless they die in the book? Hahaha!
But you’re definitely free to read and reread, savor the feelings and stay there with them, in the world made for them and for you.
People who don’t like reading, you’re missing out on a lot of things. :)
When I saw those tweets again, I had the urge to blog about books so…
I just finished reading/rereading books 1-5 (I’d Tell You I Love You, But Then I’d Have to Kill You; Cross My Heart and Hope to Spy; Don’t Judge a Girl by Her Cover; Only the Good Spy Young; and Out of Sight, Out of Time) of the Gallagher Girls series by Ally Carter. I can’t actually believe that the last book (United We Spy) will be out in a few weeks. As usual, I’m feeling all sorts of emotions right now — I’m happy, sad, excited, depressed and a lot more. I really think this is what any reader feels when a series he/she has been reading is almost done. I know this was how I felt before, during and after reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and You Have to Stop This. I became too attached to the characters — I love most of them and the others, I hate. I became a part of their world every single time that I pick up the book, (this easily happens when it’s written in the 1st person POV). I absorb every word I read and I can perfectly see everything in my mind (definitely because of my wild imagination, which, by the way, is a good thing for readers). Books make me feel better. When I’m happy, I become happier. When I’m sad, I feel less sad. When I’m depressed, I become less depressed. (You do see where I’m going with this, don’t you?) Reading has become my temporary escape from reality.
I know these books will always be here. I can always reread them whenever I want to. But the thing that makes me sad? I won’t be able to read new stories about the characters I’ve come to love. I won’t be able to join them in new adventures. My solution? Read a new series. When it ends, I’ll feel the same way again. Then I’ll look for a new series to read. I guess this will only end when I stop loving books, which means IT WILL NEVER STOP and I’m fine just the way it is. <3