To make sure I’m keeping up with Ms. Felicia’s Blog Hop, which is to celebrate March as the National Reading Month, this throwback is, of course, about our favorite subject. Enjoy!
A Fear of Reading?
Originally posted 12-18-2014
Have you ever stopped reading a book, because you were afraid of what was going to happen next?
I can’t recall if I’ve ever experienced this situation before. I started reading this book (won’t name names. I don’t want to spoil it for anyone else) awhile ago and can’t seem to bring myself to pick it back up again. The crux: It’s not only my favorite genre [erotic romance. Surprise!] It’s by one of my all-time favorite authors!
The dilemma I’m having is that I fear the protagonist is on a downward spiral into ultimate ruin. A total train-wreck of self-destruction that I simply can’t bear to witness. Have you ever been too empathetic to watch one of your beloved characters crumble? Do you feel embarrassed for them when they embarrass themselves? (I do that mostly with movie characters, ha-ha!)
In truth, there’s a lingering mystery surrounding the main character’s misadventure that’s alluring and will probably tempt me back into the book, but it seems I’m using whatever excuse I can to put it further and further off into the future. I have this problem with not being able to not finish a book once I’ve started it – even if it’s a really bad book (again, I won’t name names).
That isn’t the case in this situation, of course. The writing, as always with this particular author, is phenomenal, the characters are intriguing, the scenery perfectly detailed, etc, etc, etc. I know, “just pull up your big girl panties and read the book, already!” I’m getting there. Eventually.
♥ Until then, what books are you enjoying
over the Holidays right now? Any recommendations? (modified for lack of current holiday)