Smokin hot! Imma impressed!

I wouldn’t call it depression, but yes, it happens. I gravitate mostly toward memoirs and as you can imagine, many memoirs have in-depth ups and downs. Sometimes some of the content hits me right in the heart and I end up spending a whole day in a somewhat somber mood. It’s part of the reading experience.

This is unusual but unique. Also creative thinking. How did it taste by the way?

I give OP the benefit of the doubt in assuming they didn’t mean burning books for real, because that sounds rather metaphorical.

That said, when it comes to literature, what’s one’s favorite could be others’ disdain. And if people begin to trash what they didn’t like, libraries would be empty!