{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"PoohsDen","provider_url":"https:\/\/www.ourowncorner.com\/poohsden","author_name":"Vinitha","author_url":"https:\/\/www.ourowncorner.com\/poohsden\/author\/pooh_admin\/","title":"Why I prefer Chick-lit &#8212; PoohsDen","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"i1RtmH7vDe\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.ourowncorner.com\/poohsden\/why-i-prefer-chick-lit\/\">Why I prefer Chick-lit<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/www.ourowncorner.com\/poohsden\/why-i-prefer-chick-lit\/embed\/#?secret=i1RtmH7vDe\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;Why I prefer Chick-lit&#8221; &#8212; PoohsDen\" data-secret=\"i1RtmH7vDe\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script type=\"text\/javascript\">\n\/* <![CDATA[ *\/\n\/*! This file is auto-generated *\/\n!function(d,l){\"use strict\";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&\"undefined\"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!\/[^a-zA-Z0-9]\/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),c=new RegExp(\"^https?:$\",\"i\"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display=\"none\";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute(\"style\"),\"height\"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):\"link\"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute(\"src\")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener(\"message\",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener(\"DOMContentLoaded\",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll(\"iframe.wp-embedded-content\"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute(\"data-secret\"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+=\"#?secret=\"+t,e.setAttribute(\"data-secret\",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:\"ready\",secret:t},\"*\")},!1)))}(window,document);\n\/\/# sourceURL=https:\/\/www.ourowncorner.com\/poohsden\/wp-includes\/js\/wp-embed.min.js\n\/* ]]> *\/\n<\/script>\n","description":"This post is related to this no-so-old post of mine. I have this strange habit or is it a feeling or is it a happening? I am not sure how to describe it but I somehow get into any book I read. No I do not mean I feel what the heroine or any other character in the book feels because I am involved with the book but instead I get the overall mood of the chapter I am reading. Like if I read a not-so-happy chapter, my mood reflects it. It is something I cannot shake off. I cannot keep the book off me. I cannot view the book as a book and a work of fiction as a work of fiction. Instead, I bring it on to my day-to-day life and in short it depresses me. Anything with a shade of gray makes my day gray. It does not have to be a horror story or a sad ending. It is just anything with a little bit of drama or sadness. For example, I am reading the Twilight series now. I really did not want to read it as I knew it would have this effect on me [&hellip;]"}