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How sad: I am 99% certain I know at least two of these.
Me, to my book: I’m not scared of you Me: …. Me: …. Me *whispers*: please don’t hurt me, my feelings are all I have
One of my least favorite things about telling people how many books I read in a month or so far in a year is the “Oh my god, I wish I had that much time to read.”
Often it comes with the clear implication that I’m clearly not doing what I’m supposed to be doing and instead, I’m wasting my time reading.
When the truth is really much simpler, I read when I have time. And no, I don’t make time to read, I just read when I want to and when I have time.
The phrase “I make time to read” has started to annoy me as well, because it makes it seem like reading is some extra special activity that needs to be planned.
Just like people choose to play games or text or watch TV or any other activity they chose to do in order to entertain themselves: I choose to read.
And no I’m not implying that I’m better for choosing to read instead of watching TV or playing on my phone. It’s that I’m trying to make it clear that reading for me is as much of an entertainment as watching TV is for someone else. They tune in for the latest episode of Brooklyn 99 and I tuck into the next volume of the White Trash Zombie series.
And that’s how I end up having that much time to read. I simply choose to do it.
@b00kstorebabe I dug this up to let you know you’re not alone.
This really sums up my thoughts well. Thank our for tagging me 💙
Has anyone ever noticed the reoccurring trend of bad things happening in "room B13" Pick out nearly any book where someone is executed and cancer are that they are going to be (or supposed to be) killed in room B13, they are sent by their captor to wait in B13, or they are found and captured while on their way to, from or in room B13. What room are the monsters hidden in? B13. Which room do we first meet the villain in? B13 What room are they told to go to to retrieve some vital piece of information? B13 What is the code to get sucked into some trap? B13 What is someone prison cell number? B13 If I ever become part of a horror movie, dystopian society, mystery film/novel, post apocalyptic society, star of a sit-com in which I am surrounded by danger and/or threats, or anything else. Please remind me NOT TO GO TO B13 OR TRUST THE PERSON IN B13. And give me good reasons why because 99% of the time as a character in any of the above circumstances I will ignore rational thoughts and logical solutions and instead act impulsively.
2nd hand embarrassment from a book in public is actually the worst. Reblog if you agree
Harry’s childhood affects him enormously, setting the stage for huge swathes of his behaviour throughout the books. It doesn’t start and end with exceptional reflexes and the ability to go for long periods of time on not much food. For example: Sirius Black is the first adult in whom Harry Potter willingly confides before he’s beaten the bad guys and taken care of the issue on his own. This happens in book four of seven. Look, Harry has trust issues: he lets very specific people in and they stay there. End of. Everyone else spends a lot of time bashing their heads against the brick wall that he throws up around those people he loves. But noticeably, all of the people he loves in that way are teenagers like himself; all but Sirius. Never in five books does Harry ever confide in an adult other than Sirius. He accepts guidance from adults when it’s offered to him, but he does not take his troubles to grownups of his own volition. Ever. This character trait drives the entire plot of the first two books - Harry, Ron and Hermione solving mysteries on their own even though they are in a castle stuffed with teachers, among whose number is the man the Wizarding World acknowledges as the greatest wizard alive. They tell all, of course they do. But only when it’s over. Only when they’ve already won. Harry Potter does not trust people who are in a position of power over him. This isn’t a result of Snape, or Umbridge, or Skeeter-induced Ministry ridicule. This is a result of the Dursleys.
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*is still v excited about books but doesn’t have the motivation or concentration to read like I used to*
Me lending a book to a friend:
What I say: Enjoy it!
What I mean: If you damage or misplace this extension of my soul I will be forced to end you.
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I honestly think this is soo true…..♥️
concept: instead of hedwig, Harry goes into the pet store and this little snake in the back of the store talks to him, obviously gets his attention more than the other animals, and harry feels sorry for it so he takes it home. Then the snake helps Harry throughout his years at hogwarts as harry carries it wrapped around his hand all like “pssssst, haaarryyy, the dark lord isss coming sss” or just petty shit like “haaaarrryy, now is the time, assskkk out cho chaaannngg”
The snake getting really agitated in second year and Harry like ‘Aw, what’s wrong little friend?’
And snake’s like ‘Nah don’t worry it’s cool, it’s just that big fuck-off snake in the pipes that keeps making you think you’re hearing things—it’s like, ten thousand foot long, and I’m a corn snake, so you know. Bit intimidating.’