Forgot your password?

We just sent you an email, containing instructions for how to reset your password.

Sign in

  • Starting a book is like meeting someone new, someone you just know will be tremendously important to your life. You cultivate the friendship in slow motion, but in your heart all you want is to dive in. Writing that book is the moment when finally the walls have come down, there is no longer a sense of "am I bothering him?" and there is just companionship. You have great times, you laugh together, you cry together.

    Finishing a book is like watching that friend die of cancer. For all the good times you've had, no more will present themselves. The end is in sight, and you push toward it even though you dread the day that you close the cover for the final time, putting your friend irrevocably below the ground.

    And then of course, finding the next book is like walking through a crowd and searching for a person who can fill the same void. You want to replicate that same relationship, but of course that's impossible. No two people, no two books, are exactly alike. When you try to find the next one, you will only be disappointed.
    • Share

    Connected stories:

About

Collections let you gather your favorite stories into shareable groups.

To collect stories, please become a Citizen.

    Copy and paste this embed code into your web page:

    px wide
    px tall
    Send this story to a friend:
    Would you like to send another?

      To retell stories, please .

        Sprouting stories lets you respond with a story of your own — like telling stories ’round a campfire.

        To sprout stories, please .

            Better browser, please.

            To view Cowbird, please use the latest version of Chrome, Safari, Firefox, Opera, or Internet Explorer.