I got nothing

I don't have a fancy title for this. Mainly because I'm really not sure how to describe it in a few words or less.

I've been reading alot lately. My latest novels were a series about a vampire and a girl (ok it's not my normal read, but it sounded good and I needed an escape). Well, I got my escape but now I am waiting for my friend to finish reading the third book so I can finish this series. It's weird how it is eating away at my brain.

Then I realized several things that caught me off guard. So much for an easy read. It turns out it made things a little more complicated.

The main character in the book was alot like me. I totally felt her pain in the book. It was kinda strange how I could relate to a fictional character, especially one who is in love with a vampire. I for one have never met a vampire and two I don't know if I would necessarily believe some dude if he told me he was a vampire. Unless of course he could prove it (that's another problem I have for another blog...we as humans must see to believe).

The other part of the book that I loved was my ability to escape. In fact I was so sucked in I lost track of time (unless I was playing with Cooper in that case the book was put up for a few hours).
It was like I was a hidden character in the book. I haven't read a book like that in a long time.

Anyway I just had to express that because it's been driving me freaking nuts.