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I've been re-reading my books to stave off my burning desire to buy Harlequin, and I made the mistake of reading Narcissus in Chains before bed. I ended up dreaming that I was a wereleopard, and some crazy stabbed me with a hypodermic needle filled with silver nitrate while I was visiting my boyfriend at work (the garden department of walmart). He only figured out I was a shifter after my eyes went kitty-cat green... like this:

anyway, my point: when did you realize that you must be addicted? what prompted this discovery?

when I stopped functioning and just read all day long.

but then again that's how I am with all good series

(god help me if the new hp is more than 500 pages long)

the new hp is over 700 pages....well thats what the signs say anyway.
iv been addicted to anita since book one....at least im not addicted to sex...........things could be worse. biggrin