When I read a book, I don't like to share. I get so drawn into the world that I want to keep it all to myself, where the characters feel real and alive. Talking about it to someone else turns everything back into just a book. Some people just may not feel the magic you do, and their lack of rapture spoils your imagination.

On the flip side, when someone else gets the book the same way you do, it becomes double the enchantment. Once in awhile, fiction is so much better than reality.