i just finished reading A Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood.
i have to say, it disturbed me quite a bit.
i read it quickly because i had to find out what was going on. the story was almost too plausible for me to remove myself. i found that it made me grouchy, angry, concerned. i was getting mad at hank after i'd read a few chapters. i didn't trust him for an hour or so after putting my kindle down.
i'm like that with books.
i get so enveloped by them. i read them and lose time.
i laugh out loud.
i cry to the point of sobbing.
i write furious notes in my books.
the kindle has changed that a bit. i don't make notes but i do read a lot faster. and as soon as i'm done with one book, i buy another and start.
i've recovered from the scary possibility of the republic of gilead becoming a reality. though if i try hard enough, i can still feel that unsettling irk in my stomach. fear personified.
up next: hunger games.
i just read the first chapter...primrose?!?
oh, here we go again.