1. You buy a book you’ve heard a lot of buzz about and figure you’ll just try it out.
2. You’re a few pages in thinking “I mean, I don’t really see what all the fuss is about.”
3. Fifty pages in and now you need to know what happens. You NEED to know.
4. You look forward to even a few minutes of downtime because that is precious reading time.
5. Sleep is no longer important since these late hours in the night are when no one disturbs you and asks “what are you reading??” as if holding a book in front of your face is not enough of a ‘please do not disturb’ sign.
6. An internal conflict starts to develop as part of you wants to know how the story ends and the other part of you can’t bare the thought of life without this book.
7. You become unhealthily attached to the main characters, especially if the narrator is in love with the novel equivalent to your prince charming.
8. You think you might love a character more than you love your actual boyfriend.
He just gets you in a way that can’t be explained to the mentally stable
9. You start to become the book’s biggest marketing tool as you preach about the literary masterpiece to your friends.
“Oh my god you have to read this book! NO LIKE YOU HAVE TO!”