I need to take a break from reading Orson Scott Card. I think I cried during the last two chapters of Shadow of the Giant and for about fifteen minutes after I turned off the light and tried to go to sleep. I finally gave up, as you can see.
I've been wanting to reread the Song of Ice and Fire books, but those are even more depressing and, besides, I promised myself I would wait until there was an actual release date for the next one.
I think Northanger Abbey will be next. I could do with some droll humor right about now.