I have seen posts that say stuff like what effect does this book have on you or what book made you see the world differently and I don’t have a book like that. I have never cried while reading a book but I know it’s sad. I will love a book but not enough to cry when the main character or even my favorite character dies. I didn’t cry when I read The Book Thief. I understand that the books are sad or should have an effect and I can tell why they do or why people cry while reading them but I just can’t. I will be emotionally attached to these book characters and when they die I don’t even cry. I love the books and there characters but what happens in the books never seems to have an impact on me. It’s also not just books, I watch shows/anime and I play sad games but unless something traumatic has happened to me in real life I don’t cry. Like I understand that the books are sad and have an impact on people but they just don’t to me. I understand the words and the meaning behind them but they don’t have any sort of impact on me. Is this normal?
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by LionDirect7287
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This is a Wendy’s
depends on you and what you read
Have you read The Road or Pet Semetary? Maybe not sadness, but those are two books that had an effect on me.
That’s totally normally – and if you were to cry in every book you read that would also be normal – me personally, I am a crier and come from a family of criers haha but just because I cry doesn’t always mean the book had a lasting impact on me, I feel the emotion and move on.
Everyone gets their own things out of books, both big and small, and I think that’s the beauty of them, 100 people can read the same book and take 100 different things away from it
For me, ones that have the greatest impact (make me bawl my eyes out) are books that i relate to. If a character goes through some of the same hardships I’ve gone through or currently going through, it’ll make me tear up and cry eventually. That or I’m reading it while i’m more hormonal 😆
Yes, they do! Not everybody gets the same emotional vibes as other people, which is totally par for the course because everyone is different, you know?
I read for a variety of things, but right now, I’m reading for fear. I live for spooky season, but I also can’t watch horror films because I am a grade A wimp. Can’t handle a jump scare in a movie if my life depended on it.
Books, though? I can do horror in a book. I’m smack in the middle of My Heart is a Chainsaw, and I actually worried my partner last night because it’s about 12.30, and I hit a plot point. I don’t have anything else on in the background, which is unlike me, and then loudly go “oh shit!”
Watch pinged me about a heart rate increase. 😅
So this time of year I read for an equally intense kind of fear that I would experience in a horror movie.
But on the joyful side? Grew up without a sense of home, ever, and a fiction series gave me the words when I didn’t know what they were. Iron Druid Chronicles by Kevin Hearne. Book 7, to be precise.
“I forgot how good it feels to be rooted. And to be rooted is not the same thing at all as being tied down. To be rooted is to say, here I am nourished and here will I grow, for I have found a place where every sunrise shows me how to be more than what I was yesterday, and I need not wander to feel the wonder of my blessing. And when you are rooted, defending that space ceases to be an obligation or a duty and becomes more of a desire.”
I didn’t know what rooted was, at the time, or how it was different from tied down.
Tears? Nope. But joy? Oh heck yeah.
What does affect you?