… called the bookish hangover & I am going through it now, unable to concentrate on my work. It’s something which almost all book-lovers have experienced in their lifetime, more than once for sure.
I recently finished The Time Traveller’s Wife and have been experiencing this terrific hangover. I was super slow with this book, firstly because it took a bit of time to interest me and when it did, it slowly grew on me – so much that I did not want it to end. I was time travelling back & forth with Henry & Clare, living with them their true love, anguish & destiny, which they could not alter. And towards the end, when I knew what was coming, I was all the more reluctant to reach the last word. But I had to and I did. And now I am living in a hangover of it. I am thinking of the things Henry & Clare did & said and they are like real people to me…and now I miss them. They had me so much engrossed into their lives that now I don’t know what to do next. Right now I am mourning that an awesome book is over. I am like, “What the hell am I supposed to do now?” I wish I knew the author and could call her up to ask what happened after she ended the story….I can only wish for this, sigh! This is not my first time when I am experiencing a bookish hangover, but I am as clueless as my first time. 😮
What do you suggest is the best way to come out of it – wait sometime for it to pass out or start a new book to get over it? Have you ever experienced a bookish hangover? How do you handle it?