We all have them. So don’t even pretend you don’t. Because you do. And I, Keionda Lei Lewis know you do, so I’m determined to get them out of you.
Sometimes, I have the annoying habit of looking for spoilers in reviews?? Don’t kill me but its not like I purposely go looking for them but it’s like my mind is so sneaky and it goes off on its own and purposely looks for the spoilers. Like, seriously. I no kid. I think my kind is somehow mysteriously wired to detect spoilery things. It’s rather annoying.
Ohhh, and I’m also bad at glazing over long descriptions of any kind whether they be long ones or short ones. I have the INTENSE DESIRE to create my own world in my head and even if I have a CLEAR picture of how the characters look I’m the cover, my mind world’s in mysterious ways and I conjure up my own pictures of them in my mind.
My mind, It is a dark and evil, twisted place.
I decide right off the bat if I loathe or fall in love with an MC. If it just so happens that I’m smiling or feel SOME type of emotion towards the MC, then it’s most definite I’ll continue reading. AND if I loathe the MC and just can’t connect with them, I’ll STILL read on because I’ll feel so bad if I don’t finish. I NEED to finish the book that I invested my time and money and a part of me just needs to see how it will all end. But then I’m all grouchy and go into into a bad book slump because I stuck with the book for months and months…..then I’ll post up a ranty review.
Wanting to give all the books I’ve hearted to the point where I wanted to eat them, digest them, and then eat them again. Those books make me want to automatically give them 5 stars and not discuss anything bad about them. But then at the end of the day, I don’t want to say it was all good because I want to warn people of what I didn’t care for. But that voice in the back of my head whispers to me and is like:
“Hey, yo, Keionda. Say you loved it. You want to adopt it. Love it. Stroke the spine. That is all.”
When I fall in love with a book I NEVER, ever want to let it or the characters go. I never want to be separated from them because they are just so awesome and I want them to be real and then I have to remind myself that they are in fact not real.
Someone. Anyone. Kleenex? Please and tank you. The struggle you guys, it is real. It is so real.