Phil: I’m reading the excellent All the lonely people by Mike Gayle, but as I look at the book right now, a thought hit me.
I’m 2/3rd of the way through, but I know something bad is going to happen.
The story is partly told in flashback, and so we know where the characters are now, and where they were years ago. And not all the characters are in the Now.
So, somewhere in the remaining pages, there are bad things going to happen.
Perhaps I should stop reading and everything will be all right, but that would deny me the pleasure of finishing off the book. I probably should remember that these aren’t real people, but then I’ve invested in them and care what happens. And (I have the surname for it) I’m nosy.
Does anyone else ever feel like this?