“All morning I struggled with the sensation of stray wisps of one world seeping through the cracks of another.  Do you know the feeling when you start reading a new book before the membrane of the last one has had time to close behind you?  You leave the previous book with ideas and themes – characters even – caught in the fibers of your clothes, and when you open the new book, they are still with you.  Well, it was like that.”

 - The Thirteenth Tale by Diane Setterfield

(I call this my book melancholy.  If the story was powerful enough I can feel quite morose after finishing the book which can make it very hard to move on to a new story.  Ever have that feeling?)

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