If your only problem with certain books is the age group for which they are meant for than I feel bad for you because you’re missing out on some amazing stories. And if you aren’t reading for the story, then what’s the point?
Nothing says “summer” like reading a Sarah Dessen book.
Someone can say that they don’t really enjoy YA. They don’t enjoy that character age. But… (x)
I feel the need to apologize to everyone in my life when I start reading a good book, because everything stops. Text messages don’t get answered. I have half assed conversations, oblivious to the subject I’m discussing. I read while I walk, eat, and work. Totally ignorant of time passing or the world moving on without me. And when I finally come out of my literary haze I am so overwhelmed with emotion that anyone in earshot gets to hear me go on long rants about things that probably don’t make sense out of context.
So, yeah. I’m sorry.
how am i not tired of reading about the same two people falling in love in 5000 different ways yet
If you haven’t stayed up until the early hours of the morning reading with your eyes itching and burning with tiredness and your vision blurred as you fight to stay awake to finish the book, you haven’t lived at all
I wrote a blog about abandoning, listening, and what’s ahead (and not) for me in 2014. Thanks for reading.