But what about the feeling of emptiness after finishing a great story?
Today I finished "The Kite Runner" by Khaled Hosseini, and I'm experiencing just that.
One of the first times I recall feeling this was in elementary school, when I read "Tuck Everlasting" by Natalie Babbitt. I devoured that book, waiting to see what happened at every turn of the page. But at the same time, I didn't want the story to end. When I finished the book, it left a void - I wanted more, more, more of the story, but there's was nothing left.
I've felt that way more times than I can count since then, but now that I'm in high school I have less time to read.
"The Kite Runner" renewed my love of reading. I hope from now on I'll make time to read, rather than reading when it is assigned for school, or when I have spare time and nothing else to do.
And to fill the hollow left by the end of one book, I'll just pick up another.
Next up, "Tricks" by Ellen Hopkins.