I know of two kinds of book hangovers. One of them – when you finish a book but your mind stays trapped in that world and you’re not quite ready to let it go – is one I actually enjoy. This is when I get to multi-read. I love when books affect me so much that I begin to read them several times in a row. I’m highly anticipating this happening this coming Tuesday when Oathbringer finally makes its appearance on store shelves and in Audible queues!
The other kind of book hangover is not so pleasant, for me at least. It happened to me earlier this week, when I read Truly Madly Guilty. I got sucked into the book and essentially didn’t move all day long. I read and read and read, long past when my body and eyes were comfortable, long past when I normally go to bed. While it wasn’t 24 hours, this was essentially Readathon-style reading, except that during Readathon, I make preparations to prevent book hangovers. I take planned breaks. I get up and walk for 10-15 min chunks every hour. I space out my reading with blog updates and such. There was none of that when I read the other day. No breaks, no intermissions, no movement. And the next day, I felt like hell.
I’ve never had an actual hangover. I’ve been drunk, drunk enough to get a hangover, but I’ve never had one. My only guess is that my tendency to over-hydrate on a daily basis helps me to not get too dehydrated when I drink. (I’m the sort of person who regularly drinks 15-20 cups of water a day.) But I definitely get book hangovers when I get sucked into a book and don’t adequately prepare for it. And it’s no fun the day after that kind of reading!