the misery of searching for stories that catch your interest, finding a rare nugget of gold, reading the entire fucking 400 chapters in a few days, and being unceremoniously dumped back into reality and faced with the ocean of absolute dogshit that people somehow find amazing.
Yeah you’ve basically described how I read books I enjoy.
Harry Potter, Red Rising, The Lunar Chronicles, The Hunger Games…all books I blew through in days and immediately had that “it’s all over” funk afterwards where the world feels so much less interesting than the one my head was in for the last glorious 72 hours.
And the better it is, the harder the fall. I’m five months into a very long RPG series, but starting to approach the end. The hangover from this one is going to be absolute hell.
no i’m talking about royalroad stories, though to be fair a depressing amount of them are just “what if harry potter but with a litrpg system with 0 fucking explanation, a somehow even more insuffrably inherently special and amazing protagonist, and worse writing?”
like i accept that most stories are going to be garbage because writing is hard and i’m a picky reader, but holy shit i have to trawl through the “most popular” pages to find anything even tolerable
i love how it wasnt a catchy book, romance, or whatever that peaked your interest.
It was the National Electric Code.
The national electric fucking code.
this is autism in full effect.
- Someone who is reading “Excuse me, sir, would. you like to buy a kilo of isopropyl bromide?”, the biography of a man who started a chemical company. I know, thrilling.
As someone with both, it’s either feast or famine, depending on how interesting my brain finds it.
I read nearly cover to cover the National Electric Code because I wanted to rewire my house and I found the standards fascinating.
I could not read through my AWS training materials because AWS is boring AF.
the misery of searching for stories that catch your interest, finding a rare nugget of gold, reading the entire fucking 400 chapters in a few days, and being unceremoniously dumped back into reality and faced with the ocean of absolute dogshit that people somehow find amazing.
Yeah you’ve basically described how I read books I enjoy.
Harry Potter, Red Rising, The Lunar Chronicles, The Hunger Games…all books I blew through in days and immediately had that “it’s all over” funk afterwards where the world feels so much less interesting than the one my head was in for the last glorious 72 hours.
And the better it is, the harder the fall. I’m five months into a very long RPG series, but starting to approach the end. The hangover from this one is going to be absolute hell.
Harry Potter, GOT, Hunger Games etc… ?
Edit: Read the other comment, made me chuckle x)
no i’m talking about royalroad stories, though to be fair a depressing amount of them are just “what if harry potter but with a litrpg system with 0 fucking explanation, a somehow even more insuffrably inherently special and amazing protagonist, and worse writing?”
like i accept that most stories are going to be garbage because writing is hard and i’m a picky reader, but holy shit i have to trawl through the “most popular” pages to find anything even tolerable
i love how it wasnt a catchy book, romance, or whatever that peaked your interest.
It was the National Electric Code.
The national electric fucking code.
this is autism in full effect.
- Someone who is reading “Excuse me, sir, would. you like to buy a kilo of isopropyl bromide?”, the biography of a man who started a chemical company. I know, thrilling.
Piqued your interest, FYI.
I don’t know if I want to buy a kilo of isopropyl bromide mr chemical man, but I am interested, why should I?
Lol yup. Peak 'tism moment.