I'm a sook. I cry in ads, sad songs, books, movies, sad news. You name it, my tissue is kind of needed. It's been a while since I've read a book that's brought me completely undone. I've shed a tear in a few but not the gasping shocking sobs of absolute loss and sorrow.
I wonder if thats' because I've been reading a lot more romance? Romance has the promise of a happy ending. I think that keeps me in check, if it's sad for a bit, I know it will have a happy ending and I don't lose myself so much in the emotion.
Or is it that I'm toughening up? I kind of doubt that. I still cry in movies (god, even Man of Steel. I mean it wasn't all that sad, but gee, if someone on screen cries, I've kind of lost it. And Superman shed tears that made me join in.)
I don't actively hunt up sad books. I just seem to stumble across them. One minute I'm reading, next I'm shaking with sobs.
Are you a sook? Which books do you think I should stumble across next time I need a cry? :)
I wonder if thats' because I've been reading a lot more romance? Romance has the promise of a happy ending. I think that keeps me in check, if it's sad for a bit, I know it will have a happy ending and I don't lose myself so much in the emotion.
Or is it that I'm toughening up? I kind of doubt that. I still cry in movies (god, even Man of Steel. I mean it wasn't all that sad, but gee, if someone on screen cries, I've kind of lost it. And Superman shed tears that made me join in.)
I don't actively hunt up sad books. I just seem to stumble across them. One minute I'm reading, next I'm shaking with sobs.
Are you a sook? Which books do you think I should stumble across next time I need a cry? :)
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