I found a new author. And she has a 10+ backlist!!
Release day! It’s finally here!
For the past seven days you’ve been like this on the outside:
It’s coming. It’s coming. It’s cooooooming!!
The calm, cool, collected you is slowly fading away and you fear that by the time June 20 hit, you’ll be like this. . .
WHEN YOUR FAVORITE AUTHOR FINALLY RELEASED THE RELEASE DATE OF THE NEXT BOOK IN HER SERIES. THE ONE YOU’VE BEEN WAITING FOR FOOOOOOREVER. AND YOU CAN’T STOP TALKING IN THIS WEIRD, HIGH-PITCHED, OH-MY-GOD-THIS-IS-FINALLY-HAPPENING VOICE (OR WRITING IN ALL SHOUTY-CAPS) BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST THAT EXCITED.
*GIGGLE* I’M SO EXCITED. *SPOKEN IN A SHOUTY-WHISPER*
When you love a novel so much you have to buy the paperback version, too.
Only a great storyteller can make readers so invested and completely swept away that grammar and punctuation mistakes don’t even register.
When your love of a series has lead you to reading fan fiction because you just can’t wait for the new release, and OH MY GOD when is it coming out?!?
It only takes you days (because who really needs to sleep?) to exhaust every single Wattpad story out there and have no choice but to start reading the true series over again only to find out you have a small problem.
You suddenly can’t remember what is canon and what is fiction.
Know what’s worse than having your winter gear completely inaccessible in storage? Worse than when the “warm” state you moved to turned traitor and dropped into the low thirties with freezing ice?
It’s having every single book you own in storage. Inaccessible.
It’s been almost six months since I’ve gazed upon my preciouses. Stroked their spines. Smelled their booky goodness. Felt their wonderous silky pages underneath my fingertips. Read them.
Wah!!!! I want my books!!!