I slammed the book shut, tossing it halfway across the room with a snarl on my lips. "That's just stupid!" How could the author have ever thought that it was a good--gah! I fell back on my bed, pulling my pillow over my head so I wouldn't have to see the cover of the book containing such a weak uninteresting plot. Why I had ever thought the book would be a good read, I had no idea.
But I was really regretting choosing to read it today. 
With a groan I rolled, turning my back to the offending object.
Hopefully the next book I picked up would be better. 
But with how many paperbacks had been tossed onto the floor around my room...my hope was small indeed. 

-Inspiration from reading a book