*happysigh*
Just finished reading A Breath of Snow and Ashes, which means I knocked off all six books in the Outlander series--a bit under 6,000 pages in total--in about thirty-five days. Which is probably right up there with the speed at which 
iulia and I knocked off the first seven seasons of Stargate, back in the day.
Normal function will now resume. Um, whatever that is.
Relatedly, does anybody else, when reading a book and coming to a bit where they are so overcome with delight at whatever is happening in the story that you cannot keep reading... do you ever hold the book up and press your stupidly grinning face into the pages and breathe in paper until you're ready to go on?
Or is that just me?
PS, you guys, I realize he is Not Quite the Point, but my love for Lord John cannot be textually rendered. OMG BOOK SEVEN WHY ARE YOU NOT IN MY HANDS YET. WHYYYYYYY.
iulia and I knocked off the first seven seasons of Stargate, back in the day.
Normal function will now resume. Um, whatever that is.
Relatedly, does anybody else, when reading a book and coming to a bit where they are so overcome with delight at whatever is happening in the story that you cannot keep reading... do you ever hold the book up and press your stupidly grinning face into the pages and breathe in paper until you're ready to go on?
Or is that just me?
PS, you guys, I realize he is Not Quite the Point, but my love for Lord John cannot be textually rendered. OMG BOOK SEVEN WHY ARE YOU NOT IN MY HANDS YET. WHYYYYYYY.