I feel things...deeply. Ha! (<-painful, nervous, awkward, tortured laugh)
I've read Special Forces. It almost killed me.
I've read In the Company of Shadows. I'm pretty certain I actually died and miraculously, somehow came back to life at some point.
I've read Second Chances. I know for sure I can sob w/o breathing for about 2 minutes and then I'll need to at least gasp.
These books HURT. BADLY. But, they're also some of my favorite reads of all time.
I try to avoid angst because emotional pain wrecks my ability to live and act normally in real life. I'm tormented and traumatized. So, I'm a bit of a fluff queen.
But then, I hit this rut...where fluff just doesn't satisfy. And I know...I know...I'm due for some pain. And I try and psych myself up and build my courage. ...I'm kinda at that point right now. I'm holiday-book'd out. And I need something to make me feel...just...feel something.
So here's what I'm carefully eyeing. No decisions yet. No declarations of "I'm going in!" yet. Just...looking...