Good morning, romance reader ♡
“Everything was under control until the plot started plotting.”
Monday was going surprisingly well.
Coffee acquired.
Responsibilities acknowledged.
Life reasonably under control.
Then I made one tiny mistake.
I opened my book.
And apparently chapter twenty-seven had been waiting all weekend to ruin my emotional stability.
A secret?
Excuse me.
A betrayal?
Absolutely not.
A kiss we’ve been waiting 300 pages for?
PUT THE PHONE DOWN. NOBODY SPEAK TO ME.
And just when I think surely the author has done enough damage for one chapter—
Cliffhanger.
Oh.
So we’re choosing violence today.
Because once the plot starts plotting, every responsible plan you had becomes increasingly negotiable.
Laundry can wait.
Emails feel less urgent.
Dinner becomes whatever can be eaten while holding a paperback with the other hand.
And bedtime?
Please.
There are consequences happening.
This is the particular chaos I love about a book that suddenly goes from this is good to I LIVE HERE NOW.
You stop casually reading the story and start participating emotionally like someone has personally invited you into the crisis.
Am I stressed?
Yes.
Am I concerned for everyone involved?
Deeply.
Will I stop reading?
That is an unreasonable suggestion. ♡
Romanceaholic would like it officially noted that Monday was completely manageable until the author got involved.
What plot twist made you sit there staring at the page like EXCUSE ME?!
🖤 Carmen
🖤 Romanceaholic
Whatever today brings, go find something delicious to read. ♡
Love stories. Taken seriously.
