Finishing a book is like loosing a friend. Anyone else feel like that?
I love to read. I read good books, classic books, a few nothing books. But I have always loved reading. My mother, I think, is the source for this. She instilled this passion for reading. Somehow I learned to fall in love with characters and stories - when I read it is like traveling to another time and place.
Once I learned that I could enjoy a book and accomplish something (i.e. knitting, sewing, cooking, etc) at the same time by listening to an audio book - I became hooked. I get almost every audio book I have ever listen to from audible.com - if you haven't checked them out, you should.
I even associate my quilts with books...I'm working on one right now for my sister-in-law (I'll post about it next week). In the future, I will always think of Harry Potter when I see it.
Apparently I have read the books, or listened to Jim Dale read them to me, almost every year for the last 5 years (probably more...but I don't want to do the math and think I'm crazy or something). I listened to all 7 books on audio, starting in October 2013 and now that I'm done I feel like there is something missing from my life. Sad, right? *sigh
Books are the best.
Got anything good for me to read/listen to?