I finished three books in the past week that made me cry.
I pride myself on not being a crier over fictional stories–at least I don’t cry because I stay the hell away from stories that might leave me sobbing. Films are often the worst culprits. Sometimes I get trapped into watching tragic films with other people–films that I would never choose to watch on my own–and I have to pretend I’m having a coughing fit and leave the room. It all started with Dumbo. I was mostly terrified of Dumbo when...
Published on September 07, 2017 00:06