How my newfound love for reading ended as quickly as it started.
At the old, old age of 18 years old I realised that reading is kinda fun?? who would have thought. I started wanting to read and getting excited about books because I began watching a beloved booktuber Jack Edwards. I dabbled in his more popular book videos and quite liked his personality, then thanks to the Youtube algorithm his book recommendation videos ended up on my homepage. I clicked one and from there, I was in. So many of the books he recommended sounded so interesting and this is how I built my TBR (which has gone way out of control in the last month).From then I was HOOKED, watching more booktubers, reading reviews, adding new books to my ebay basket(you will never catch me paying full price). Fast forward to now I've read almost 4 books in a month but never want to read again. How did my reading hype die down so quickly? A Little Life. This beast.
I wouldn't say this book killed my joy of reading because it's a beautifully written book, if anything the book was too good, made me like the characters too much and broke my heart over and over again. If anyone is reading this post, don't get this book unless you enjoy self harming because that is what you are doing when you choose to continue reading it. It is literally the saddest thing I have ever read and it never ceases to kill my mood, but back to the point. I haven't read in a week because I'm too weak to pick up that book and I don't want to start reading something else before I've finished this one, I know, my life is sooo hard. But to summarise, my self inflicted reading slump came because a book I read is too good and the ending will destroy me. Thank you for reading, also here's my little list of books i have.
Books I've read
I'm glad my mom died - Jenette Mccurdy
Consent - Vanessa Springora
Milk fed - Melissa Broder
A little life - Hanya Yanagihara
Books on my physical TBR:
Young Mungo - Douglas Stuart
The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath