Things that make me cry:
- Happy things
- Sad things
- Laughing really hard (or even, just kind of laughing)
Seriously, go ahead, call me a cry-baby. I won’t deny it.
When it comes to books, I’m the worst. I get over invested in the characters and the story way too easily. When a heart gets broken, mine breaks too. When something wonderful happens or something beautiful is described, the tears well up like crazy. Usually, I can contain it if I’m in public, but when I’m at home, I just let it flow. Why not? Crying is a good thing, right?!
I’ve been reading a lot lately, so I’ve been crying a lot lately.
Books that have made me cry in the last two weeks:
Skellig by David Almond — It was the wings! The wings sprouting on their backs as they held hands and spun in a circle, and then Skellig leaving. Beautiful, haunting, and sad.
Chasing Lincoln’s Killer by James L. Swanson — I listened to this as an audiobook in my car. One day last week, I barely had time to wipe away my tears before my carpool buddy jumped in the car. I was fairly traumatized that day, and I’d only listened to 10 minutes on my way to pick her up. I was all kinds of shaky and frazzled for the rest of the drive. The part that got me was the description of Lincoln being killed. It was a little too graphic for me and the idea of it all was just too much for my dainty little tear-ducts.
Shannen and the Dream for a School by Janet Wilson — I read this for one of my classes. The story of Shannen fighting for her community to get a new school was beautiful, inspiring, and heartbreaking. Also, tear-jerking.
Forgive Me Leonard Peacock by Matthew Quick — OMG. This book. Quick doesn’t just get you inside of Leonard’s head, he pushes you way in there, deep, where tears come easily.
Is that it? Nope. Don’t judge! I’ve only got two more!
Code Name Verity by Elizabeth Wein — I actually only shed a few small tears in this one. I was just too emotionally twisted and drained to actually cry, if that makes any sense at all.
Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell — I just finished this one a few hours ago. Thank-you Rainbow Rowell, for giving us Cath. Her voice! Her voice! I needed that voice when I was in my first year of university, puzzling my way through living away from home for the first time, navigating tricky dining hall social situations and awkwardly brushing my teeth at the sink next to three other residents. I cried when I finished, because I just didn’t know what else to do. I didn’t want it to end!
Crying is healthy, btw. Psychology Today says so.
Featured Image: from Flickr, “crying is okay here” by sethoscope