I’ve never really been a thrower. Oh I have imagined it many a time, but I could never actually do it!
Here are some of the different ways I react to books ( When I am not happy )
A. Dissapointment: When A book is simply letting me down and not living up to it’s potential I close the book ( or the cover on my nook ) , set my hand on top of it, and shake my head sadly.
D. The Lover’s cry: When a couple should be together, but isn’t. Or Shouldn’t be, but is. I Hold my hands out and just sob a little.. * why… why…. WHY?*
C. Heartbroken: Now we are near the top of my wrung. When the author does something to their characters that is just… devastating. Kiera Cass was the last one to do this to me. A Scene in The Elite with one of my favorite characters. I just… I couldn’t believe what was happening.
The Book Sits in my hands, still open. I stare at my walls, trying to understand… what…just…happened. I’m Broken.
D. The Rage: I read something that cannot possibly be true. A character has done something so despicable – or the author had someone do something to a MC- So heinous. I grip the book tightly, it cuts into my hand as I raise it high * cue dramatic music getting louder and louder * I imagine it soaring through the air! Heating the satisfying * CRACK* as it hits the wall and then falls to it’s doom!
But it never leaves my hands. If anything, the worst I have done is toss it to the end of my bed, cross my arms while seething, and stare it down. Then I give in. Pick it back up, and read until it makes me happy again.
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