littlemissattitude
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This might sound like a strange question...but have any of you ever come across something in your reading that just startles you as much as if someone came up behind you suddenly and touched you when you didn't think anyone was there?
This happened to me last night, and it really sort of weirded me out.
I'm reading The Black Ice, by Michael Connelly. And because most of his books (that I've read so far) take place in and around the Los Angeles area, he sometimes mentions places that I am familiar with. That is kind of cool, even if it does make me homesick. He does his homework very well and so having this happen makes it easier for me to fall into the narrative because I can so easily picture the scenes where the story takes place.
But last night as I was reading along, the story begins to talk about the funeral of a police officer whose death is the event upon which the story turns. One of the characters names and locates the cemetery where the officer will be buried.
What startled me about this was not so much that I know that this particular cemetery exits in reality, because I've learned to expect that from Connelly's books...but that it is the cemetery where my father, my grandmother and grandfather, my great-great Aunt Catherine and great-great Uncle Jake, and two of my uncles are buried.
That really freaked me out. Not in a bad way, really, but so much so that I had to put the book down for the evening because I couldn't get past that reference.
Perhaps for not so close a reason, but has anything you have read ever affected you so much that you had to actually put the book down for awhile?
This happened to me last night, and it really sort of weirded me out.
I'm reading The Black Ice, by Michael Connelly. And because most of his books (that I've read so far) take place in and around the Los Angeles area, he sometimes mentions places that I am familiar with. That is kind of cool, even if it does make me homesick. He does his homework very well and so having this happen makes it easier for me to fall into the narrative because I can so easily picture the scenes where the story takes place.
But last night as I was reading along, the story begins to talk about the funeral of a police officer whose death is the event upon which the story turns. One of the characters names and locates the cemetery where the officer will be buried.
What startled me about this was not so much that I know that this particular cemetery exits in reality, because I've learned to expect that from Connelly's books...but that it is the cemetery where my father, my grandmother and grandfather, my great-great Aunt Catherine and great-great Uncle Jake, and two of my uncles are buried.
That really freaked me out. Not in a bad way, really, but so much so that I had to put the book down for the evening because I couldn't get past that reference.
Perhaps for not so close a reason, but has anything you have read ever affected you so much that you had to actually put the book down for awhile?