It’s….So. So sad. *Loudly blows nose in a Kleenex*
It’s a dark feeling.
Your heart aches.
Matter of fact, your entire being hurts with the feeling that you’ll never get over this. There’s nothing on this Earth that could take you out of this funk.
No one understands. Not your family. Not your friends. Not even your dog.
*Crawls to a nearby corner, rocks, then proceeds to ugly cry*
I don’t know about you guys but whenever I finish a series I always, always an hit with a bad case of the book blues. So now my bookish friends, I now present you with:
THE 13 STAGES OF THE BOOK BLUES: (in my creepy announcer voice)
-Numero Uno: STUNNED
You turn to the last page. Still shocked and not fully registering that the book is over. You stare aimlessly around for a moment slightly becoming aware of surrondings.
-Numero Dos: REFLECTION.
You take a moment to reflect on what you just read and you let everything sink in, still not fully reconginzing/accepting this book world has come to a sad, depressing end.
-Numero Tres: SEPARATION ANXIETY.
Aching feeling starting to creep its nasty self all up in your heart. You start eying the book ready to pick it back up to read again.
But… you already finished.
-Numero Cuatro: ACCEPTANCE.
Reality finally sets in that you’re done. The book and it series is done.
-Numero Cinco: DESPAIR
NO OTHER SERIES IS GOING TO EQUAL THE GREATNESS OF THIS BOOK! THIS BOOK WAS PURE BLISS, RAINBOWS, AND PERFECTION!!!
-Numero Seis: ENGOURGE YOURSELF WITH WHATEVER FOOD WITHIN DISTANCE.
Maybe, oh just maybe, food is the only thing in this world that will take away the raw, aching pain residing in your chest.
-Numero Siete: DENIAL
You start eying the book again. Maybe even consider reading it again. Maybe I should reread it! Yes! That what I’ll do!…..
But you know it won’t be the as because it won’t be like the first go ’round.
-Numero Ocho: CORNER ROCKING, WORLD CRASHING WAVES OF SADNESS HIT
It finally hits you like a MOFO for a yet second time. (Oh, my aching heart can only take so much abuse.)
Numero Nueve: LET THE SEARCH BEGIN, YO.
You then proceed to power up your computer and/or cellphone to search on Goodreads for another series.
Numero Diez: YES! YES! I HAVE FOUND A BOOK OF PERFECTION JUST LIKE LAST SERIES! SQUUEE!
*Bounces up and downs* and *Moonwalks across floor and possibly twerks*
Numero Once: ALL IS RIGHT WITH YOUR UNIVERSE AGAIN.
Read to your hearts content just super happy. All smiles and baby rainbows your way.
Numero Doce: FLIP TO THE LAST PAGE OF THE BOOK.
Numero Trece: REPEAT DEPRESSION CYCLE FROM NUMERO ONCE.
Oh, maybe I around just take a Benadryl and knock myself out during the day. Then a nice, steaming cup of Sleepytime tea at night so I can stay lost to the world during the night. At least being knocked out, I won’t have to deal with the loss of my book friends.
*Ugly cries. This time forever.*
Over to you :
Do you suffer book depression? Are any of these YOUR symptoms? BTW What are (italics)your symptoms? Or are you just coolest thing since kool aid and keep it stepping to the next book? ALSO, did you learn any Spanish in the process? Your welcome my bookish friends.
You are so very welcome. 😉