My Reading Confessions
I confess that I….Have skipped to the end of the book to make sure it has a HEA
When things get intense and a relationship appears to be on the rocks, I need some assurance that things will be ok in the end. So sometimes I skip ahead and make sure I get my happily ever after. Yes it’s cheating but I’m alright with that
I confess that I….Have had my entire day(s) ruined because of how a book ended
I remember it like it was yesterday. I was reading Double Cross by Carolyn Crane and loving how thing were unfolding when BAM! she threw a curve ball for an ending and I was wrecked for days. This has happened a few times and I’ve never regretted reading these books but I have wished they came with a warning, some tissue and lots of chocolate.
I confess that I….Hug my books
Ok, maybe not every book but yea, I hug my books. Especially the ones with mantastic covers.
I confess that I….Often don’t care for a book’s heroine
In several of the PNR/UF books I’ve read, the heroines either feel they need to prove something all the time or they’re little more than a door mat. Finding that right balance of tough, smart, stubborn, strong (not necessarily physically), and feminine isn’t always easy but when it’s done right (e.x. Ilona Andrews’ Kate Daniels, Jennifer Estep’s Gin Blanco and Jeaniene Frost’s Cat Crawford) it’s awesome. Unfortunately, it’s not always done right.
What about you? What are some of your reading confessions?