That happens a lot.
Or when you close the book, and that happy feeling washes over you because, hey. They did it. They made it.
It’s inspiring. These characters went through the worst of battles, saw horrifying things, and lived to tell the tale. So why can’t I?
I’m going through it right now. That addicting feeling you get right after closing a good book. It’s bittersweet. Saying goodbye to an old friend, while knowing that they survived and they got out just fine.
So why can’t I?
But then I remember I am not a character. I am a real person who could really be crushed by life. But that doesn’t stop me from enjoying my book.
I read them over and over again. They’re like old friends, coming back. I never tire of them. I just fall in love all over again. I love the heroes, hate the villains, ship the cute couples, and live when I read.
Come back next Thursday at 12 PM EST to read the 3rd part of Katelyn’s story.