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A mini rant about books and films from one hungover woman.....

I have no words for how much this book means to me. There are books that are simply things you read to waste time or relax. The story does little or nothing to you. Then there are books which when you finish them, you have to take a minute to process what you've just read.
I'm not going to tell you the story because you should read it. In fact I gave an ex a copy of two of the five books which have meant a lot to me. (the other one was 'On the road' by Jack Kerouac) although we have been broken up a long time, he recently messaged me to say thanks for bringing the book into his life. Which was a really lovely thing to do.
But I am very upset that this is being made into a film. Simple reason being that when you read a book you picture the characters in your head. You imagine where they live and you use your imagination.
Then along comes the film version and you are told what they look like, where they live and there is no need for imagination.
I am dreading this.
In a side note : on the road is also being made into a film this year. Bad year for me and my taste in books.......

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